pondělí 10. srpna 2009

Dysrhythmia - Psychic Maps



label: Relapse Records, 2009
genre: tech instrumetal/rock/experimental
rating: 10

Marast maps the discography of Dysrhythmia since the Pretest album, and the new release won’t be an exception as it is definitely worth a listen. And Dysrhythmia proves again that it’s not a band that would like to stand, sit, shuffle feet in a certain place for a long time. If there was a large gap and shifting in musical direction between Pretest and Barriers and Passages, the same holds true for Barriers and the new release. Whereas the last time the dominant new element was the infiltration by Marston handwriting, this time the reign is in firm, strict metal hand and spike collar round the neck. While listening to Psychic Maps you really won’t get surprised anymore that Luc Lemay picked Colin Marston and Kevin Hufnagel to continue with Gorguts, immediately recognizable are the influences of Marston’s black metal experimentation with Krallice and death meatl caressing in Indricothere.To the ususal weaponry of Dysrhythmia, psychedelic spaceish black metal drone is added, the main indicator being Krallice. Flirting with less usual harmonies comes quite often, comparisons could be drawn at time even to the above mentioned Gorguts. And, obviously, the influence of Behold.. The Arctopus has grown even stronger. Instead of the original sneaky rock/stoner basis the tendecies from Barriers and Passages grow even stronger, faster and more things at the same time to be precise. Without any question the main source of inspiration is metal, the speed pedal gets more and more pressure, pushing straight forward, you are just expecting to hear the triggered blastbeats and pigs squealing any moment, even though it never comes.This doesn’t mean however, that Dysrhythmia has become a more easily digestible, simpler musical body. Even though the metal is the main inspiration here, the mining is done in quite a different fashion, so even though Psychic Maps have pretty sharp edges, you won’t get the traditional metal trampling sense, nor any explosions of aggression. Still, the atmolsphere from the previous works remains, light ethereal felling, heavy psychedelia, misty, blurred sound, rhythmical dislocation, general failure to be grasped, described easily. At the same, the enthusiastic creativity almost reaches its limits here, there is almost never only one line to follow, in the backgroud, in the centre on the sides, form teh above, from the below there alwas come other lines to follow, under the misty black metal droning rhythmical battles between drums and bass take place, behind the stoner rock swinging trickle disharmonic guitar flows, there are lots happening, tehy are happening fast and they are happening at the same time. During the first contacts with the album you won’t be able to appreciate the delicate work with motives, their returns, repetition, dissolving, during the first experiences there exists only here and now and even here and now is sometimes too much, not to metion Psychic Maps as a whole. I myself, after considerable amounts of time spent listening, can’t cope and have to devote full attention to be able to enjoy the listen.In one paragraph: Dysrhythmia is running faster than ever, fatser and with more lines happening at the same time, sometimes even the head spins round and stomach gets unsettled from these speeds, sea sickness, reckless spinning around of a circus carrousel. The music got even more heavy than last time, more metal, got even more infiltrated by side projects especially form Marston’s side. Still, the disc doesn’t loose compactness, focus, thoughtfullness, sophistication, even though its again a bit harder to listen to than the last time, i can’t but give the full amount.

Dysrhythmia: Colin Marston - Bass, Kevin Hufnagel - Guitar, Jeff Eber - Drums

6/37:17

Maps: 1. Festival of Popular Delusions 2. Triangular Stare 3. Reactionary 4. Room of Vertigo 5. Iron Cathedral 6. Lifted by Skin

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úterý 14. července 2009

Mournful Congregation - The June Frost



label: Weird Truth Productions, 2009

contact: www.myspace.com/mournfulcongregation

genre: funeral doom
hodnocení: 9


„Grandpa, how to go to a cemetery?“ „Go this way, my boy, but it’s far away...“ Well, funeral doom. Sometimes I say to myself it is such an injustice that this genre remains a periphery of a metal community’s periphery. It has been conquering just a few human hearts as if it felt good deep in the catacombs and actually, it doesn‘t need the sun (where zbytečný). In comparison with contemporary popularity of sludge and postmetal that are not so far from it, it’s more than perplexing. Quality music is often created out of the shine of spotlights.

If anybody of your friends thought Skepticism and Esoteric play slowly, recommend him Australian band Mournful Congregation. It will be the same contest as between a snail and a dung-beetle. A sound of a distant bell introducing the whole album starts an opening intro Solemn Strikes the Funeral Blood. It radically draws you deep inside the style of funeral doom metal that despite its frequent clichés doesn’t stop producing valuable bands. The second song in order, White Cold Wrath Burnt Frozen Blood runs for seventeen minutes, takes off slowly and ends even slower. It starts with a stagnant riff that is repeated through next three minutes, but afterwards the band (with its brain Damon Good) comes up with one strong riff after another and keeps listener’s attention in suspension. If I don’t take into account today‘s popular drone/doom bands (represented by Southern Lord label), I don’t remember such a slow record. Really, Mournful Congregation at first listen shocks with the ultra-slow paces that stretch like a fried cheese. Even a listener used to the typical genre ingredients will wonder why he can’t move. The June Frost paralyses the body, glues up the neurons with ruinous atmosphere, drowns you in guitar monolithic minor chords. It is not even possible to beat into the rhythm, because it stands still and a listener in these swampy waters literally prays for another beat into the drum kit.

Directly from the band’s title you can find out that the trio’s goal is to musicalize the mournfully beautiful states of mind. For them, funeral doom is not just a pigeon-hole anchored in fear of death and Hades, the band can work with these themes admirably. Finally, it sounds by no means desperately or negatively. It devours with its elevating ethereality and fascinates with a rousing mood. It is like a feeling when someone standing above an abyss could jump and wouldn‘t have to feel miserable. Sometimes Mournful Congregation draws from drone’s wrath, but this doesn’t dominate here, it’s alternated with a sharply sounding solo guitar that leads your eyes somewhere behind the horizon. This sound of a guitar evokes – with its softly sounding LSD melodies – the legacy of Disembowelment. Not even speaking about the British devastating Esoteric (in MC you can find up to four layers of guitarwork), but MC can¨t match them in extremeness and actually they don’t even try to. The band expresses itself with an exquisite musicianship, leaves behind genre savage primitivism; a lot of the acoustic melodies can’t deny the spirit of the classical music (see eponymous The June Frost). With this element they fall into the romantically oriented branch of doom metal that in their case doesn’t evoke pathos or kitsch. The record can also show off a fantastic sound production that amplifies the final impression with its depth and purity.

What to say to conclude? There’s not so much. The band made a big progress since the release The Monad of Creation. They got rid of possible competition by not having anyone who is genre related to them. Since Maniacal Vale there is again a record that demonstrates a vitality of the style. Mournful Congregation created a wonderful record that proved to me again that to cry sometimes doesn’t hurt.


MOURNFUL CONGREGATION:
Damon Good - vocals, bass, guitar
Adrian Bickle - drums
Justin Hartwig - guitar

8 / 60:17

tracklist:
1. Solemn Strikes the Funeral Chime
2. White Cold Wrath Burnt Frozen Blood
3. Descent of the Flames
4. The June Frost
5. A Slow March to the Burian
6. The Februar Winds
7. Suicide Chlor
8. The Wreath


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středa 8. července 2009

mewithoutYou - It’s All Crazy! It’s All False! It’s All a Dream! It’s Allright



label: Tooth And Nail Records, 2008
contact: www.myspace.com/ mewithoutyou
genre: indie/folk
rating: 7.5

mewithoutYou, formerly pretty sharp post-hardcore have changed almost out of recognition on the new disc. Forget about massive tracks overflowing with emotions in the veins of Wolf Am I, forget about guitar noises and aggressive drum beats, too loud, too many screams to plead mercy, rather turn the volume down a bit, substitute rebellion by humility, if you get slapped just show your second cheek.
The leap is really huge. Instead of crude performance full of energy, there is a compilation of eleven utterly calm, polite tracks full of biblical metaphors about forgiveness, instead of classic set of guitars, bass and drums there is large scale of various more or less exitic instruments, amplifiers remain locked in the rascal years, summing it up, you have in front of yourself eleven harmless indie/folkish pieces. Don’t know exactly what has happened with the band since their last album, if they went through some experience that turns heart outside out and brings new attitudes, if they found up till now dormant deep love for folkish things. Just look at their live performances, the times of sweat, emotions and weird dances are over, now there are four settled guys seated on chairs, where did this changes come from during the three years after the Brother, Sister i can’t tell.
I don’t want to say that i don’t like the new album. Meanwhile previous album absorbed you by brutally spilled emotions, this time the work is much subtler, especially ingenius production tricks, handy incorporation of large number of untraditional instruments that make out of It’s All Crazy! a diverse and rich spectacle. Even as the songs do get deep into the folkish matters, sometimes for my taste even too much, still there is a unyfing melancholincal dreamy thread knitting the stuff together, even though not as strong and intense as on previous efforts. And, of course, what you will immediately recongize mewithoutYou by, frontman Aaron Weiss, even though he no longer is the ardent and passionate, on the contrary you have in front of yourself a seated, older, calm preacher. But still his voice has the immediately recognaziable husky, optimisticaly broken flavour and his lyrics still haven’t lost neither head, nor heel nor fantasy.
From what i have written it is not really clear what i think about the new disc. As with every drastical change in the musical direction, I expect lots of different reactions, ranging from utter disillusion (true fans disappointed) to utter happiness and love. I personally am somewhere in the middle, i like It’s all crazy, i like the subtle melancholic vibe, i like the production and wide variety of instruments. It’s not love, more like somwhere in the middle of liking, but you can peacefully listen to it even in the middle of people with whom you have absolutely no musical overlap. Easy listening, well composed album, indie mixed with folk, mixed well.

mewithoutYou:
Aaron Weiss - vocals
Michael Weiss – guitar
Greg Jehanian – bass
Richard Mazzotta - drums

11 / 44:49

bible:
1. Every Thought a Thought of You
2. The Fox the Crow and the Cookie
3. The Angel of Death Came to David’s Room
4. Goodbye I!
5. A Stick a Carrot and String
6. Bullet to Binary (part II)
7. Timothy Hay
8. Fig with a Bellyache
9. Cattail Down
10. The King Beetle on a Cocnut Estate
11. Allah Allah Allah


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čtvrtek 18. června 2009

Venetian Snares - Horsey Noises

label: Planet Mu Records, 2009
contact: www.myspace.com/venetiansnares
genre: breakcore
rating: 8


At first sight, the new EP doesn´t differ from the last two, three, four (with the speed Venetian Snares produces the new records, I kind of loose track) previous discs. To be exact, stagnation, exhaustion, slight boredom, too much flour, too little meat. But the first impression was based only on absolutely unfocused listening while playing a chess match and after the second the phrase that follows you throughout (and even as you slap yourself after in the buses, showers and other places where you start to sing it out of boredom) the whole album got under the skin: “Hey horse teeth girl, I wanna make you make horsey noises.” And listening even some more, it led me to one very pleasant conclusion
. I like Venetian Snares again.
On Horsey Noises even more than on any other Venetian Snares album, the sharp edges are either covered by linen or torn down. Everything meticulously rounded, nothing you can cut yourself with, non-insulting, non-stressful, work that slowly crawls towards clapping by masses and MTV. Which, obviously, brings a considerable portion of controversy, given where Venetian Snares started. Voices of the true fans can be heard screaming “He sold out!!!”, “All for money!!!” and other shouts alike. As I have already written, Horsey Noises are more accessible than anything Venetian Snares has done so far (at least from what I know, which probably won´t be the whole discography). Its full of nosey melodies and rave dance rhythms that get under your skin faster than a needle and get out equally hard. Without any problems I can imagine it on party full of rich kids, so sweet and attractive it can be. That needn´t be harmful but usually is.
Snares, even though commercial, doesn´t forget his handwriting, I dare say he even develops it, so the tummy even doesn´t hurt after so many sweets, on the contrary there is always something to focus on, what to enjoy. Above all, I have a soft spot for breaking of unreasonably sweet motives over beats and the other way around (Blaerg – Sesquipedalia is a pretty nice example), when straight beats get broken over the sweetness. And this cooperation with the beat base and nosey superstructure is brought pretty far, caramel keybords intertwine with the acid beats, sometimes naturally highlighting the important parts of the beat, sometimes playing the counterpart and going rhythmically against the base, organic cooperation and amalgamation. That’s mainly why I like the new disc so much, and that’s what I miss on some other Snares albums (for example My Downfall, where beats and the classical superstructure work separately and cooperate only very superficially).
Conclusion is simple. Horsey Noises is unbelivably catchy, at times perhaps a bit too much, where the sweetness has been naturally combined with underlying complex structure. True, Snares is not as innovative as he used to be, but at least its fun to listen to, which couldn´t be said about the last releases.

VENETIAN SNARES:
Aaron Funk – vše/all

4 / 20:14

giraffe fucking an elephant:
1. Horsey Noises
2. Horsey Vag Island
3. Pig Dinc.
4. Horsey Noisers