Ear Worm: For a "band" that largely eschews simple genre definitions, Foetus sure do put out a lot of catchy tunes:
"I Hate You All" was a song originally commissioned by Atsushi Sakurai of Buck Tick, and is a great example of Thirlwell's love for psychotic Big Band tracks.
Lostalgia: We're never going to see Foetus on tour again. The closest us fans can even get to a live performance, is the extremely infrequent NYC instrumental concert.
Memetic Sex God: Dated Lydia Lunch and several other beautiful rock stars. Former bandmate Marc Almond obviously fancied him, too. Once snogged David Bowie, which is like that trope squared.
Squick: Wait, where is that red stuff coming from?
Too Good to Last: Praise Satan, it's been averted! By all means, Jim Thirlwell should have followed his fellow No-Wavers and become a historic fragment of the 1980s art-rock underground. Instead, the bastard has been chugging along and defying expectations, making more records per year than most mainstream artists.
True Art Is Offensive: Every once in awhile, Thirlwell will deliberately christen one of his songs with a attention-grabbing title, like "The Only Good Christian Is A Dead Christian".