Hefty Fine

  • Record Label: Geffen
  • Release Date: Sep 27, 2005
Metascore
28

Generally unfavorable reviews - based on 6 Critics

Critic score distribution:
  1. Positive: 0 out of 6
  2. Negative: 4 out of 6
  1. Hefty Fine finds the Bloodhound Gang in a Catch-22 -- they've never wanted to be anything other than a dumb, silly hard rock band, but their shtick is getting tired, yet they're trapped by the confines of what they want to be.
  2. Hefty Fine proves only marginally more welcome than a Jerky Boys reunion.
  3. 30
    The nu-metal and new wave sendups are too conventional to work as either comedy or music--and the nonstop woman-bashing becomes repugnant fast. [Nov 2005, p.131]
  4. As if the lyrics (and the poop) weren't painful enough, the band actually makes us listen to music that, for the most part, amounts to cheap Blink 182 ripoff -- that is, if Blink 182 used more synthesizer and were (get this) less funny.
  5. No, kids, it's not that scatological jokes aren't funny, just that these scatological jokes aren't funny.
  6. There are already too many Bloodhound Gang albums in the world. This one should be recalled and recycled. Into something that's not a Bloodhound Gang album, obviously.
User Score
6.4

Generally favorable reviews- based on 127 Ratings

User score distribution:
  1. Positive: 49 out of 80
  2. Negative: 25 out of 80
  1. JohnF.
    Feb 7, 2009
    5
    Hefty Fine stands as a great disappointment. Although it features great songs and genius lyrics, there are only nine songs on it. Especially Hefty Fine stands as a great disappointment. Although it features great songs and genius lyrics, there are only nine songs on it. Especially when the Bloodhound Gang announced that they had 4-5 songs which could have been recorded on to the album. Full Review »
  2. HerschelR
    Dec 8, 2005
    3
    Prior to this album, The Bloodhound Gang had occupied a pretty unique niche in humor. Now that pop culture has been stripmined of its Prior to this album, The Bloodhound Gang had occupied a pretty unique niche in humor. Now that pop culture has been stripmined of its nostalgia by VH1 "I Love the X0s" shows, and been subjected to the superior musings of TV shows like Family Guy, Jimmy Pop may have - like a man with superglue in his urethra - needed to try a bit harder on this release. Sonically, the songs are overproduced ProTools slop and are totally unremarkable in terms of musicianship: a quality which spans their whole back catalog, of course, but is always eclipsed by the high-quality humor content. This album, however, presents itself in a different way: the guys seem to be trying to legitimize their 30-something music careers by turning down the "silly" and cranking up the bravado and misogyny on a handful of their new tracks - even more so than on "Hooray for Boobies". As a result of this, and also including the not-worth-mentioning filler tracks, there is such a dearth of good material on this album that it feels like an EP, packaged at full-length prices. BHG fans want one-liners to share with their friends, not FrootyLoops techno a decade too late to be impressive, or a relevant parody of itself. You know, a decade ago, if the Bloodhound Gang wrote a song entitled "Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss Uhn Tiss", it would have been about a mentally retarded guy trying to say "And this, and this, and this" when he's choosing shiny keys to stare at, not about drum kicks and hi-hat claps. As a fan since "One Fierce Beer Coaster", it's difficult to see any of the qualities in the new Bloodhound Gang release that endeared them to me in the first place. Yes, the song "Ralph Wiggum" is alright, but "alright" is not acceptable from a band that sees zero competition in its genre. These guys are the only luge team in the Special Olympics, and they even botched that. Perhaps Jimmy Pop will use the next half-decade to refine and update his ebbing wit. These years of groupie-groping seem to have dulled his perspective. With this release, it seems as though he's going to have to take a necessary, if not willing, sabbatical from both. And he should also check the fiber in his diet. Full Review »
  3. May 31, 2015
    0
    This album starts by stating that "Eminem has to cuss to sell records". According to Hefty Fine hard work and talent have nothing to do withThis album starts by stating that "Eminem has to cuss to sell records". According to Hefty Fine hard work and talent have nothing to do with success. Let that set the tone for this album and this review. There are fans of Bloodhound Gang out there, but to put it bluntly you have to be a hardcore fan to enjoy this. To start with lyrically the band is trying to make sure that the English language collapses at the feet of every other form of communication used musically. The music itself is WORSE than the lyrics. There is nothing appealing to the ear with this electronic alt rock mix. The best songs come across as sloppy and uninspired tracks from Blink-182 rip-offs. I can describe the entire album in one word: gratuitous. As in unnecessary, unwanted, unjustified and redundant. Comedically Jimmy Pop is on the same degree as Pauly Shore. Bloodhound Gang are revolutionists trying to expand the possibilities of how one can be unfunny. If you see someone trying to buy this album the least you could do is try to convince them otherwise. It is 40 minutes they will never have again. There is almost something diabolical in how they make their sound so mundane. No hard feelings to Bloodhound Gang fans, but one should be given a hefty fine if one finds their music funny. Full Review »