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Growing Mold

by The Radioactive Chicken Heads

"AWESOME --- like early Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo meets Dead Kennedys meets gothabilly monster mash." -(un)leash
Genre: Rock: Punk
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Bag O' Bones
3:00 $0.99
2. I Looked Into the Mirror, What Did the Mirror Say?
2:54 $0.99
3. Waltzing on Eggshells
1:03 $0.99
4. Earth vs. the Earthmen
1:39 $0.99
5. Growing Mold
2:28 $0.99
6. Stitch Me Up
1:21 $0.99
7. Pest Control
2:19 $0.99
8. Archaeopteryx
2:01 $0.99
9. I Eat Kids
1:30 $0.99
10. Our Last Song
1:25 $0.99
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Album Notes
Poultry buys the farm, makes music
By: Jessica Clare, UCR Radar! Editor

One of the best bands you've probably never heard of is also probably one of the most bizarre--but with a name like The Radioactive Chickenheads, eccentricity is to be expected.

The band's seven member lineup looks like a cross between a produce stand and a child's birthday party. The Chicken Heads are lead by vocalist Carrot Topp (no relation to the notoriously un-funny comedian) and feature the combined talents of Bird Brain and Cherry Tomato on guitar, Pastafarian on bass, Frankenchicken on the keys, Bonehead on the trumpet, and El Pollo Diablo on percussion and Puke Boy behind the drum set.

The story behind the Chickenheads isn't drastically different from anything you might see on a typical "Behind the Music." Originally Joe and the Chickenheads, the band played their first show in 1996. All seven members lived on a farm together where the farmer's son taught them to play and then entered them in the county fair.

However, due to artistic differences, the whole group was sold to Colonel Sanders and Ronald McDonald, who had a very different vision for the future of the Chickenheads. The fast food gurus chopped off their heads, and the bodies ran away--fortunately, Carrot Topp managed to save his friends' heads, pulled some bodies out of a dumpster behind a cryo lab, started a new band and entered the newly formed musical force in a battle of the bands.

They didn't win, but the Radioactive Chickenheads decided to take their show on the road to prove that vegetables and chickens can rock just as well as any humans. And, judging by their live show, they just might be better than most mammalian musicians. The Chickenheads raise nerd rock to a whole new level: There aren't many bands that can pull off battling Chuck-E-Cheese halfway through their set and make mind-blowing music at the same time.

So, what are the Radioactive Chickenheads up to when they aren't protecting children from giant rats? They are currently recording two full-length albums, both of which are expected to be released in 2005, Growing Mold and Tales From the Coop.

In addition to recording two new albums, the Chickenheads are planning to film music videos to accompany the new material and hope to release a DVD in the next year. The movie will begin with the group's origins, culminating with their first show, and include epic struggles with a heavy metal bunny band. The Chickenheads predict that the final result will be a cross between the "Lord of the Rings" saga and the "Garbage Pail Kids."

To find out more information about the Radioactive Chickenheads and when they'll be playing in our neighborhood, visit their website at



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Chris Spliff

I am eggstaticly pleased with this new release chicken dudes!!!
A bold step for chickens of the world.
The saga continues to unscramble.
Carrot Top's song writing genius is deliciously nutritious and good for your eyes.
Orange/Carrot juice is my favorite beverage.
-Chris Spliff "SHWAG vocalist"

Dave Laforteza, Los Angeles Journal

A very visual musical extravaganza
Call it a timely coincidence or a serendipical kismet; however you call it, chancing on this band during that time of year when pumpkin lattes and scary movies are the rave seems almost intentionally logical.

They play on stage with caricature chicken heads, tomato, and carrot skull masks. It's a mélange of Rock, Blues, and New Wave craftily played to make you imagine a Broadway Villian Spiel (insert evil laugh here).

The Radioactive Chicken Heads' album Growing Mold is a very visual musical extravaganza.

With such songs as Bag o' Bones, Stitch Me Up, and I Eat Kids, the Chicken Heads' weird dark humor simply grows mold, I mean, old with you.

Jason Benjamin Irvin, Music Enthusiast and Philanthropist

"Best CD by Mutant Farm Animals, etc."
The Radioactive Chicken Heads have released perhaps one of the most interesting CD's I have laid my snotty little know-it-all hands on in a long time. The songs are infectious; they slip into your frontal lobe and do not plan on leaving. It would be a cop out to compare it to Mr. Bungle, but it’s not a bad thing. I heart the Chicken Heads.

Chris Waffle

I give this CD the Chris Waffle Seal of Approval!
I have been a fan of the Radioactive Chickenheads for many, many years and I have seen them grow both musically and physically. Just when I thought I had seen it all, Growing Mold takes the band in a bold, new, direction. This CD showcases, not only different musical influences, but also their skill and talent. I officially give this CD the Chris Waffle Seal of Approval. (The only reason I didn't give it five stars is because I wanted MORE) Rock on.

Bek Sabbath, Whoopsy Magazine

California has hatched a golden, deformed egg
Sunny, polluted California has hatched a golden, deformed egg that will appeal to fans of Austin's Hug and Attic Ted. This is some silly stuff...The material isn't raunchy or offensive, but the demented circus lounge music makes you want to put on a Big Bird outfit, light a cigar, and watch beastiality videos, or something. The lead vocalist sounds like a low-register David Byrne singing half-mast in some sideshow theatrical performance. The rest of the instrumentation sounds like a Toys-R-Us shopping list. The cover art alone is worth whatever the cost of owning this fowl piece of chicken s**t.

Shotgun Cannonball

Great CD, Totally worth it, find Joe & The Chicken Heads' 'Keep on Cluckin'
Yes you should buy this CD. Look at all the stars! The Radioactive Chicken Heads need a star on the boulevard! I must say however I miss the heaviness of 'Keep on Cluckin''. Find that one & listen to it as well; your life will never be the a good way.


i listen to growing mold almost every single day. seriously. its one of my favourite cds.

Jessica Clare, UCR Highlander

More fun than an ambulance ride after a three day drinking binge
The biggest and baddest assortment of poultry and vegetables have joined forces in the name of all that is good in the world to, once again, make wonderful, wonderful music. This time, however, they put it on a CD that's fresh and ready to share with the entire class.

The Radioactive Chickenheads latest and greatest, "Growing Mold," is more fun than an ambulance ride after a three day drinking binge. The Chickenheads, hailing from Uncle Max's Farm somewhere in California, have produced an album that is as distinct as they are. Keyboards, guitar, trumpet, bass, drums and snappy lyrics are all at home on this ten-track disk, and the Chickenheads' style ranges from the third wave ska that has become so rare since the late '90s to timeless, straight-ahead rock.

This gaggle of mutants balance talent and the gentle art that is songwriting with their off-the-wall style and sense of humor, and may draw comparisons with groups like The Aquabats or The Phenomenauts thanks to their distinct image and unique musical approach.

"Growing Mold" is delightfully eclectic without becoming confusing and showcases the Chickenhead's talent without showing off. Tracks like "Bag O'Bones" are fast-paced and danceable while the title track is a bit slower, a more mellow and slightly melancholy piece about love and... well, mold.

Though the sly, quirky humor that dominates the Chickenhead's persona and thus this record is what sets them apart from so many other bands out there, it can also be puzzling to people who don't "get it." If you're hoping to hear something serious, mysogonist, angry or depressing, The Radioactive Chickenheads aren't the wisest choice.

If you don't understand why mutated vegetables are funny, you might want to consider listening to Mudvayne or John Mayer instead. But if you believe music and comedy are a winning combination and don't think life should be taken too seriously, "Growing Mold" by The Radioactive Chickenheads is a record you could easily enjoy.

Mr. Romak, Live Magazine

For a band that "should've broke up in 1993", the Radioactive Chicken Heads have proven their importance in the music world once again with their latest full length record ‘Growing Mold.’ Veterans of the theatrical rock scene, the Chicken Heads have been performing equipped with oversized piñata-type poultry helmets and hard driven ska-rock sounds since the 90s (although at the time they sported the name ‘Joe and the Chicken Heads.’)
The record itself begins with “Bag O’ Bones”, a catchy and heart-warming tune about a blob of slime that collectively morphs into a sack of phalanges, femurs, etc. This is one that the whole family (especially if your family is insane) can enjoy.
Cartoonish, melodic songs are mixed in with somewhat experimental and eerie transitional pieces such as “Waltzing on Eggshells” and “Archaeopteryx.” What seems to stand out most from the rest of the album is actually its title track.
“Growing Mold” is a downbeat, almost sad sounding song with a country feel and some pretty slide guitar licks thrown in to keep it interesting. The chorus reads, “Growing mold in my heart, growing mold in my brain, growing mold all around me. It’s eating me away.” I’m sure we can all relate to this feeling (at least every now and then.)
This entertaining disk is wrapped up perfectly with what is probably my personal favorite track, fittingly entitled: “Our Last Song.” It regretfully sums up the career of the band, and refers to the Chicken Heads’ longevity as a big mistake. I definitely don’t feel that way at all, and my strong opinion is that this underappreciated rock group should be thanked for making such creative music and being such great entertainers. Whether you like chicken or not, I have confidence that you will enjoy this album. Even if you lack the insight to appreciate its musical genius, then it at least makes a great party favor or novelty of sorts. The sound of the band itself can be compared to the Aquabats, as well as the Dead Kennedys. Be sure to pick it up!

Abdominal Adam

Some great songs, as well as some awesome instrumental pieces. I can't wait to hear the follow up!
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