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  Are you ready for Hoping For Murder? Hoping For Murder will be the third album by musicians Bukkake Moms under the moniker of Bukkake Moms. Hoping For Murder chronicles the story of someone who has fallen asleep at a bukkake party and becomes entangled in rambunctious dreams, old memories, cum, and misplaced ambitions for murder.
  
  When asked what the meaning of the album is, Beth Dodds replied "I never really intended it to have any kind of deep seeded point behind it. It's not really so much about the meanings behind the stories, but more of the stories themselves. But I guess you could say that it's kind of based on the idea of cum, murder, etc. I dunno. I'm pretty sure people will take it badly, but I'm really hoping they will." Beth's choice of words when describing the album isn't the only thing that seems down in the cum-pit, if you will. Each lyric gives plenty of room for interpretation where most songs push away from the absolute, straying from the intro-verse-chorus-verse-bridge-solo-chorus-intro-outro-verse-build-interlude-bridge-drop-breakdown-end method giving the delivery of each line it's own impact to the song. Simple lines such as "We're riding to fart fuck hell on a speeding bullet", one of the ending lines to "Nipplicious Dick Goddesses", sounds sympathetic, disappointed, and aggressive all at once, leaving the listener's thoughts to "reach the pinnacle" or "orgasm" with the final lines. Probably.
  
  When asked what they were hoping to obtain with the release of Hoping For Murder they laughed before going on to say "We're infants. We scrape together limbs, kidneys, and other organs to pay for rent and condoms, and we're not musically renowned or good in any way. If one person listens to [Hoping For Murder] and likes it, that will not be good enough for us and we will quit forever. We can only hope (for murder!!! ahaha)."
  
  Hoping For Murder will gently push you along on a journey of mixed emotions and an abundance of thoughts, wearing the hollowed out stomach of a cheetah to prod at your attention. Andrew Stolfa's description as "something you would have heard as a kid, if you had an abusive uncle." suits the sound almost too perfectly. The sounds will lull you to sleep only to turn and violently shake you awake leaving you flaccid with questions of how you really feel about yourself, your presence in this world, and the validity of life as you know it. ... more
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