From Foul Wind, the movie, come five original rock n' roll songs by the Foul Wind Orchestra. Masterful tunes destined to be cherished as cheesy little pop gems for generations to come! So throw on this disc, pop a cold one and rock out to some of the best fart songs ever recorded.

1) Foul Wind (Theme Song from the Movie)
2) The Great Flatulator
3) Rip One (In My Face)
4) Trashy Girl
5) Fart & Rock n' Roll


The creative force behind the Foul Wind Orchestra is Dan Eccles who wrote, arranged and performed the hell out of the Orchestra’s five, fart-themed masterpieces.
“You’ve got to hear this album, it fucking rocks,” Ron Jeremy Eccles musical roots are straight out of the hills around Portland, Oregon. In the 90s he headed up the infamous bike messenger band Moxy Love Crux and was the lead guitarist in the Northwest alt.rock phenomenon Fernando. Oh yeah, he’s also jammed with Warren Pasch, Richmond Fontaine, The Goddamn Gentleman and The Marquis de Suave. The Orchestra -- Eccles made damn sure -- was backed by an unbeatable P-town posse. Fernando band mate and Renaissance man Joe Chuisano came into the studio played drums and bass, sang back up vocals and even co-wrote a song. The multi-talented Rob O’Hearn showed up and dropped down some unforgettable keyboard and drum tracks. And the lovely Miss Nan gives an inspired lead vocal performance on Trashy Girl.

FOUL WIND (THEME SONG)
Yeah, yeah.
You want it, you love it you aint gonna fight
I'm gonna rip the gas in your face tonight
Fart face woman loves foul wind
Get in the Dutch oven/ let the games begin
Foul wind, foul wind, foul wind, yeah
It’s big and it’s loud and I call it the bomb
When I’m full of hot air, I wanna fart on your mom
My tank is on full I’ve been gassed to the rim
So stick your nose to my butt and breathe my foul wind
Foul wind, foul wind, yeah…
You want it, you love it you ain’t gonna fight
I'm gonna rip the gas in your face tonight
Fart face woman loves foul wind
Get in the Dutch oven/let the games begin
Foul wind, foul wind, foul wind, yeah.

THE GREAT FLATULATOR
Stickin! Stinkin! Stinkin machine.
I’ll be stinkin’, stinkin’
Soon you’ll know what I mean.
I’m the Great Flatulator
I’m the Great Flatulator
I’m the Great Flatulator/I’m a stinkin’machine
I’m the drop ball kicker/ I’m the reigning king
You’ll be my victim/Caged like a pet
Its crazy how this gas hits
I’m as whacked as it gets
Stickin! Stinkin! Stinkin machine.
I’ll be stinkin, stinkin’
Soon you’ll know what I mean
I’ll be stinkin’ stinkin’, stinkin’ machine
Cause I’m turnin’ you green
I’m the Great Flatulator
Soon you’ll know what I mean.
I’m an uncorked cannon
I’m a wreckin’ machine
You’ll be my victim/Caged like a pet
It smells like a mushroom cloud, gassy and wet
I’m the Great Flatulator
I’m the Great Flatulator
I’m the Great Flatulator
I’m the Great Flatulator
I’m a stinkin’ stinkin’ stinkin’ machine
I’ll be stinkin’, stinkin’
Soon you’ll know what I mean.
I’m a stinkin’, stinkin’, stinkin’ machine
I’ll be stinkin’, stinkin’
Soon you’ll know what I mean.

RIP ONE (IN MY FACE)
I knew that our love wouldn’t last
You’re an uptown girl, and you know I’m trailer trash
Soon you know I will be alone
So once more
Rip one in my face before I hit the road
Even fools can’t deny the past
From some downtown thug
Or a rich bitch with too much class
Years you’ll lead back away alone
So once more
Rip one in my face before I hit the road
I knew that our love wouldn’t last
You’re an uptown girl, and you know I’m trailer trash
Soon you know I will be alone
So once more
Rip one in my face before I hit the road

TRASHY GIRL
I’m a trashy girl/And you’re my dirty old man
It’s a sick assed world/ it’s filled with retched plans
The oven is ready/To breath in your pain
Colossally damaged when your fart hits my brain
Trashy girl (4x)
It ain’t your dirty mind that’s full of rotten gas
I bet my daddy never thought I’d have my nose up your ass
I’m a trashy girl, yeah I’m your trashy girl, I’m a trashy girl
Trashy girl and your rotten heart
The spell I’ll be under from the foul wind fart
The oven is ready/To breath in your pain
Colossally damaged when your fart hits my brain
The oven is ready/To breath in your pain
Colossally damaged/when your fart hits my brain
I’m a trashy girl (4x)

FART AND ROCK N’ ROLL
I’ve been up all night
Drinking beer with the boys
They’re a rowdy old bunch
They're bringing lots of noise.
Yeah you’re some kind of woman
You’re a million to one
The daddy’s girl, put you’re nose in my butt
From all the drinking I will
Ripping gas that could kill
You’ll be digging my stench
Cause my minds so bent
I’m going fart and rock and roll
I’m going tear down this place
Yeah
I’m going blast my gas to heaven
With my bootie down on your face
Butt rock woman
I hear your butt rock screams
Time is a wasting
Your nightmare my dreams
No one can save you/ Not your best friend
There is no use in running/ From my foul wind
From all the drinking I will
Ripping gas that could kill
You’ll be digging my stench
Cause my minds so bent
I’m going fart and rock and roll
I’m going tear down this place
Yeah
I’m going blast my gas to heaven
With my bootie down on your face
I’m going fart and rock and roll
I’m going tear down this place
Yeah
I’m going blast my gas to heaven
With my bootie down on your face
Yeah!
Yeah you’re some kind of woman
You’re a million to one
The daddy’s girl, put you’re nose in my butt
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Credits:
All songs written by Daniel Eccles
Except “Rip One (In My Face)” written by Dan Eccles & Joe Chiusano

Performers:
Daniel Eccles -- Guitar and vocals, all tracks
Joe Chiusano -- Drums and Bass on “Rip One (In My Face)”,” “The Great Flatulator” and “Trashy Girl.” Back up Vocals on “Rip One (In My Face)”
Rob O’Hearn -- Drums and Keyboards – “Foul Wind” and “Fart and Rock n Roll”
Miss Nan – Lead vocals on “Trashy Girl”