Faux Départ - Ep (Mutant, Hidden Bay, Tranzophobia, AndaluciaÜber Alles, Tocsin, Rollmops)
Faux Départ - Ep (Mutant, Hidden Bay, Tranzophobia, AndaluciaÜber Alles, Tocsin, Rollmops)
Protocol - Blood Sport 12" (11PM Records)
Debut one-sided 12'' of this Tallahassee, Florida hardcore outfit. There's nothing nice about Blood Sport. It is ugly, in your face and blunt. The recording is a bit muddy, which adds to the stomp of the 5 songs delivered here. I never understood what noise punk means nor what the appeal of Lebenden Toten is, but Protocol's style of hardcore sure is noisy. There is a lot of feedback. The opening chords of this record actually had me think of Drunkdriver. Sonically that's not a bad comparison. The instruments, microphones and amps all sound damaged beyond repair on Blood Sport. Everything is in the red and the distorted vocals nearly get drowned out by the violence produced by the musicians. Ahmad is struggling to make his low barking heard. Always a good thing. All of this is deliberate. These 5 songs have the rawness of a demo tape, a practice room recording. Everything is straight from the gut. Protocol sounds like a mess either because they want to sound like that or because they actually are a mess. Hey, they might be a mess and like it. Why not? These are desperate times indeed.
I've seen Protocol mentioned on quite a few thank you lists over the last couple of years so I guess they are making a positive contribution to US hardcore and are probably torch bearers and crowd pleasers in their local scene. If you've been enjoying Black Dog and similar bands Roachleg Records has released over the last couple of years, chances are you'll be into Protocol too. This is music to mosh to and get punched to. The artwork is rather non-descript with the skulls, torture devices and blood, the images a bit blurry, but all of that fits the overall aesthetic. The record comes with an insert with the lyrics to the songs, no needless luxury, because it's hard to make out what Ahmad is saying. The lyrics are mostly bleak and focus on violence although there is a Poison Idea-esque excursion embracing destruction as something to be celebrated at the end of Divinity: 'Beat my chest/ grab a gun/ hurt somebody just for fun/ smoke dope and kill some time/ all on Uncle Sammy's dime'. The first two songs equate modern life to blood sport. Best lines here to me are: 'Change at these speeds/ is life on my knees/ picking the scraps off the plates of elites/So why crave for peace/and live life unfed/when equality could be getting even instead.' No rewriting the books here, but plenty of urgency, violence and anger to make that completely irrelevant.
You can hear Blood Sport here: https://protocolbrownbois.bandcamp.com/album/bloodsport
Brandy - The Gift of Repetition Lp (Total Punk)
After a 12'' on the obscure and now demised Monofonus Press, New York's Brandy got on board with Total Punk Records doing a single back in 2019. Now Brandy returns with The Gift of Repetition, an 8-song 12" that's over all too soon. New York is a big city containing what seem to be many small punk scenes all covering their very own segment of the (hardcore) punk spectrum. The guys in Brandy have all been doing time in mulitple other bands you might know, Pampers probably being the most note worthy and close to what Brandy is about.
Richie, Total Punk's big cheese, compares Brandy to greats such as the A-Frames, Lamps and Mayyors. In respect to the sound those comparisons are not too far off. Some of the songs on The Gift of Repetition have a really dense sound. The bass sound is heavy and somewhat burly, the guitar has that static sound that creates a bleak futuristic atmosphere not unlike the bands refered to and the vocals are delivered without much melody and with a lot of reverb adding to the overall coldness of the music. There are short spacy interludes in between songs that make the record feel like more of an album than just a bunch of songs. What is worth mentioning furthermore is that all three musicians sing, which I think is cool. Both the bass player and guitar player also play keys here and there, adding a layer of melody that gives the songs a little extra. Ultimately I feel like Brandy is a punk band at heart though. There is a playfulness and bounce to most songs on The Gift of Repetition - B-side opener Christmas Colors being an exception - that the A-Frames, Mayyors and for example Pop.1280 in which Brandy's bass player Matthew Hord also plays, lack. I can imagine people shoving each other around in front of the stage when Brandy plays a set. These guys are as old if not older than your truly and alhough no Charlie Harpers, they are punk veterans in their own right. The Gift of Repetition sounds mature. However the song do not. This is a good thing, because ultimately maturity is no fun. Don't let the adds fool you, These songs on the other hand are. So despite the post-punk atmosphere to me Brandy is 'just' a punk band. That is lovely. Unlike some of my contemporaries I am not bend on hearing the genre expand in areas yet unexplored and uncovered. Don't fix what isn't broken as they say. The new is not always better. In fact, in general it is not.
The Gift of Repetition is a short record. I wouldn't have minded a couple of songs extra. At the same time it's pretty diverse. It has a consistent sound and aesthetic, but every song is an unit of its own. You can tell these guys have worked their craft of songwriting. One needs more than a single listen to have this record fully sink in, no small feat in a culture in which everything seems to have become disposable, including ourselves. All these songs are catchy and, like I said, fun. I really dig the artwork. The cover shows a collage of broken smartphones, which in combination with the title seems a critical note about mass consumption culture and technology, but maybe I'm trying to read to deep into things. Either way the Luddite and vandal in me loves staring at smashed screens as I love daydreaming about smashing some of my own. Regardless of the idea behind the artwork I like how this record looks. I like how this record sounds. I bet these guys are solid on stage. I doubt they'll ever make it to Europe, but I'd make sure to catch them live if they did. As for now I'll be playing their songs.
Hear The Gift of Repetition here: https://brandynewyorkcity.bandcamp.com/album/the-gift-of-repetition
Kobra – Confusione 12’’ (Iron Lung 2020)
Second
album by this Melbourne duo. The first I heard too, but I don’t recall much of
it. It ain’t easy keeping track of the family tree of Melbourne’s underground,
but these cats can be found on many of its branches both as a couple and
seperately. Snake is better known by the name of Al Montfort, Sleeper by the
name of Amy Hill. The two of them form one half of Terry, a band with a similar
pop sensibility. If you appreciate the experimental side of Terry, the Sleeper
and Friends Lp on R.I.P. Society and/or loved the Eastlink records Al was
involved with, you’re bound to find something to like on this album too.
Fresco
Shed brings to
mind the Velvet Underground for more than one reason. Like the Velvets, Sleeper
and Snake are arty and don’t shy away from experimentation. Don’t expect wild
improvisation and free jazz skronk though. The experimentation I’m talking
about is of a more subtle nature. It’s expressed in the instrumentation – on
the back of the sleeve we see Amy playing a cello and Al a soprano saxophone -
and compositon of these ten songs. Furthermore the tunes are all well written
minimalist pop songs that sorta meander and bring to mind those lazy laidback
Sunday mornings Lou sang about a long time ago. Lastly there are beautiful
vocal harmonies to be heard on this record, which should come as no surprise to
those already familiar with Terry. Although this album is unconventional in
many ways, at least to yours truly, the songs are ultimately pop tunes that are
easy on the ear. Fresco Shed is an enjoyable listen from start to end,
which should appeal to art school kids, who smoke without fully inhaling whilst
wearing fashionable berets as well as cynical old punks that have been turning
grey for years and think they’ve heard it all such as myself. That’s a pretty
broad scope. Chances are you fit in somewhere in between so why not give this a
hear?
Hear the thing here: https://lsdclub.bandcamp.com/album/fresco-shed.
This Melbourne hardcore band has been around for a while. Beyond the Floor is Geld’s second album and the first of their records I’ve given a proper listen. When I first heard this band superficially I lumped them in with the likes of Hoax, Gag and the Lowest Form, bands I was never a big fan of. Soundwise these are not bad points of reference. Like these groups Geld’s sound is noisy, dark and aggressive. The vocals remind me of Never Healed and black metal bands: gnarly, venomous and impossible to understand. Fortunately there’s a lyric sheet included. The lyrics are haiku-like, short and to the point. When riffing the guitar sounds more or less like an incessant hiss – sorry, my knowledge of pedals is absent, but short howling and ugly solos are thrown in here and there. Feedback is not shunned. The bass player does more than just support the guitar riffing. The bass lines walk the scales and when the four string gets a moment to itself, it claims your attention like a punch in the face.
The pace of these 10 songs is generally high and the vibe is very aggressive. Geld does slow down occasionally. Sometimes to lay down a moshable riff, other times to extend a track with either a mean outro like on ‘Prisoner and Guard’ or an almost pensive one like on ‘Gedankenfleisch’ and ‘Low A.G.’. The change of accentuates the record dynamic and interesting. I’d argue a contemporary hardcore band needs to switch things up like this to make an album worthwhile. Perhaps Beyond the Floor’s main appeal is how well the record is able to create this dark atmosphere. It pulls you into a world of negativity, ugliness, depression, anxiety, anger, bad trips on bad drugs. Who ever said these were happy times, indeed!? Of course these topics have been covered before, maybe you know them up close and personally. Geld however gives a take on it all that’s very much their own. That alone makes this a hardcore record worth your ear.
Hear the thing here: https://staticshockrecords.bandcamp.com/album/beyond-the-floor.
Pestilent Planet is Clock of Time’s first ever release. That’s right, baby, straight onto vinyl! I don’t know if Tom Ellis is a gambling man – his native country is clearly a gambling nation – but releasing this 12” was a save bet considering the line-up here. Clock of Time is an assemblage of expats residing in Berlin among which Corey former drummer of Vexx, Stiff Love and G.L.O.S.S., and Seth Sutton of the Useless Eaters, Life Trap, Couteau Latex, POW and many others. Furthermore I’m pretty sure Clock of Time’s singer used to hold the mic for Diät - How many Australians singing for post-punk bands can there possibly be in Berlin? What I’m trying to say is these kids are not new to song writing and it shows.
Clock of
Time is fairly reminiscent of the singer’s former band. Stylistically Diät as
well as Constant Mongrel, LowLife and Negative Gears are a fair frame of
reference for this album. Its 7 songs all have a solid melodic foundation in
the driving full bass lines over which the guitar displays it’s haunting magic.
The singer has a deep hypnotizing voice. His lyrics are bleak and reproachful.
At times they have a literary quality. A line like ‘the lack of conviction
takes the crack out the whip’ is undeniably poetic as is the opening line
of B-side opener ‘Pestilent Planet’; ‘The end of the decade marks the start
of our death-procession, as we commemorate the days devoid of worrying about
the weather.’ Merciless stabs are taken at contemporary society and its
implications for mankind, but they’re delivered in a very detached way. The key
emotion here is hopelessness. Don’t let the title ‘Something to look forward
to’ mislead you. If we are to believe Clock of Time there is very little to
look forward to. In their opionion this pestillent planet is beyond saving and
humanity is fucked. In that sense this record has an almost Biblical
apocalyptic tone, a tone Nicky Rat’s artwork matches well with. Pestilent
Planet is a strong debut that demands your attention and invites multiple
listens. I’d love to hear more by this outfit.
Hear the thing here: https://staticshockrecords.bandcamp.com/album/pestilent-planet.
Kohti Tuhoa - Ihmisen Kasvot Lp (La Vida Es Un Mus) (12,50 euro)
Permission - Organised People Suffer Lp (La Vida Es Un Mus) (12,50 euro)