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“Dum Surfer,” is about as demonic as Marshall can get. His voice, especially, is so tart and poisonous, that it’ll surely pucker one’s face. It’s as if in preparation for The Ooz he was eating a box of nails and puffing at a pack of cigarettes every single day to get his vocals just right. The violent, bodily imagery of his lyrics, perfectly match this acerbic mood: He sings about his brains resembling “potato mash” and puking on a sidewalk.