Swinging Sheffield Couple Smacks Up Bitches

For the cover of Mutsumi Kanamori's second album with her husband Maurice Fulton (a Sheffield electro-house producer by way of Baltimore), MU has contorted those puckered-up lips from her batshit debut, Afro Finger and Gel into something fiercer for her follow-up. Now she sneers in pigtails with Mickey Mouse's disembodied hand stuck on her head, as she wields a Ginzu blade and ashtray (!?), ready to rumble. As if she's about to enter a GLOW grudge match (that's Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling, bitch) or else charge onto Springer to break chairs over some backs.

And throughout the malcontentious Out of Breach, there are numerous lumbars to thwack. Possible opponents: "Tigerbastard," that bitch-ass label guy who sabotaged Afro Finger; that old bitch interviewer in Neverland who won't "Stop Bothering Michael Jackson"; those bitches that steal tampons backstage; that chicken-legged bitch, "Paris Hilton"; any and all haters. Step in the ring, motherfucker, Mutsumi taunts, threatening to erase family trees, pull hair, and beat you "like a little bitch." Meanwhile, Fulton (wearing his Dr. Scratch mask in the corner), kicks opponents' record bags, clocks cowbells, and extends deathmatches past the six-minute mark with conga taps and 303 ear-gouging.

It's not all hate, though. Mu loves dudes named Luke. And her friend Tomoko! The inner photos show her other wrestling personas: broom-straddling witch, gymnastic sorority girl, and (my favorite) bookish schoolmarm at a homemade subwoofer convention, judging jams. Just don't say she sounds like Yoko Ono; it's not like she broke up her husband's famous band, Eddie and the Eggs.

MU play Rothko July 21 and P.S.1 July 23.