Please know that this review is based solely on my experience with the album and the album alone. I have not seen SGL live, so I can't speak from experience, only what I've read about online. From what I've gathered in my research of the group, the live show is sheer lunacy. Scores of musicians and colorful characters writhe on stage and engage the audience in crude and irreverent crowd-pleasing pandemonium, all while playing instruments. Regardless, this is not a review of their performance. So they're not getting off that easy.

I find it hard to make it through the entirety of Peppermint Rainbows. Actually, I find it hard to make it through the entirety of the first song ("Ray and Stan"). Of course, as an album reviewer, I give all albums equal opportunity to impress me. This one didn't. I thought perhaps SGL would be profane, yet somehow profound. Even the most sacrilegious of bands, like Marilyn Manson, make relevant cultural observations. Like the aforementioned Bloodhound Gang, their songs are immature, but not nearly as witty or clever. They have all the substance of Styrofoam packing peanuts, just with less flavor.

I think a good word to describe most of the songs, sounds, and ideas coming from Rainbows would be "irritating." Each wince-inducing track is the auditory equivalent to having poison ivy and sunburn at the same time. In one song they're talking about eating Richard Simmons ("Fat Cannibal") and then in another song they spout severely outdated elementary school jokes about Asians ("King of the Krapper"). At least they're trying to cover their bases. And as far as the blasphemous squeezebox travesty "Jesus in Clown Shoes" goes, well, I'd rather listen to Nickelback. Yes. Nickelback.