For Screening Purposes Only
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You might think these guys are out of their
minds listening to all of the screaming and electronic skullduggery
and rip-roaring guitars and heavy beats, but they have some
sort of plan going on. Far be it from me to understand the dance
punk genre, but apparently taking some hardcore tenets, mix
in some beats that may be danceable to those with 37 Red Bulls
in their systems. Pair it with screeching and cock rock lyrics,
and you get something that is a mixture of almost tongue in
cheek craziness and musicality that belies its seemingly belligerent
approach to composition. The vocals sound like they’re being
screamed through a broken megaphone, or the
NIN filter and the everything sounds as if the band is on
an elastic band perched precariously above a ravine full of
razor-tipped stalagmites. There are a couple songs that take
their time long enough to make an impression, but overall this
is a jarring listen that fits very few moods I might have. Certainly
not a clear indication of what Devonte Hynes would do in his
later incarnation as Lightspeed
Champion, I can sift through the crazy metal and screamotica
for some pearls, but mostly this thing makes me want to just
fling my poop against the walls. |
Musical Connections:
Lightspeed
Champion
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