Tuesday 23 November 2021

Haaz - Andra

 

Haaz play noise rock/post-hardcore - their own tag

of "indie noise rock" does not do justice to the explosion of power,

aggression and raw slabs of sonic destruction that emerge when

the play button is pressed.


 

Dark rumbling bass which sounds like it is played through a

distortion pedal or just turned up fucking loud mixes with the

pounding drums to produce the platform from which the fuzzed up,

on the edge-of-constant-feedback guitars can riff off. Ah man,

the riffs in the songs are groove ridden monsters that make me want

to break things while laughing like a maniac. Such evil joy and

wanton glee are in the tunes - they lodge deep in your brain and

make other music seem dull and insipid.

 

Crooning, shouting, yelling - the vocals sound like David Yow

performing under the influence of un-tested drugs, ranting about

self loathing with the world and maybe oneself.

 

The entire sound is deep, sludgey but with the uncomplicated

song passages that contains all I love about noise rock. So

much denseness is contained in these 10 tracks that when this

album stops, the silence seems almost deafening.

Monday 15 November 2021

Cerce - Cowboy

 

                    
Razor clear vocals from Becca, sludge/hardcore riffs and fuzzed
out guitars that sound like they are on verge of constant
feedback is the touchstone from which Cerce inflict on
you. Think Jesus Lizard jamming with the Melvins
and you will begin to see the warped path
which you are required to walk through when
the music starts.



This is noise-rock distilled through a vortex of insanity
and chaos that only the strong will emerge from.
Quicksilver guitar solos and riffs are sprayed over
the tracks with reckless abandon but always with a
thrilling payoff - to misquote - " It's rock Jim but
not as we know it"!


Saturday 6 November 2021

The Pop Group - Y In Dub

 The classic album “Y” was a post-punk taster of what 

could be done with stripped down sounds and rhythm. 

Add dub master Dennis Bovell to the mix and a thing 

of strange beauty was born. 40 years later and 

Bovell has returned, tearing the songs apart and 

putting them back together like a mutant creation 

coming to life. If you have not played this album 

for a while, jump aboard this head fuck and get 

taken to the outer reaches of dub.