The pAper chAse - Someday This Could All Be Yours

label: Kill Rock Stars, 2009
contact: www.myspace.com/ thepaperchasemusicspace
genre: indie/noise/experimental
rating: 9

Saving the lengthy talks about how disastrous today´s emo scene is, The pAper chAse on their new disc shows how should proper emo look like. Don´t look for any dyed hair, fringes, stupid fashionable clothes here, nor for the traditional oh so sad clean vocals and wannabe depressive lyrics. Instead you will find four quite ordinary guys who don´t really care about what´s the musical trends around, playing for something around ten years music reeking of emotions, disharmony, full of venomous lyrics that make the sweat come down your forehead. Without any pretentiousness, just the way their hands grew.
Someday This Could All Be Yours continues in this tradition, but still manages to get pretty different from the previous releases. Compared to the last one Now You are One of us, it´s much more melodic, even epic, less noisy, chaotic, less guitars, more strings. One would say that this could lead to the loss of the dark, crawling, eccentric atmosphere. However, even while being more theatrical and epic, The pAper chAse still manage to keep you gasping for air in panic attacks, only now they do it in a more subtle, atmospherical way. In a certain sense, their characteristic balancing on the verge of melody and creepy disharmony is even more forceful than before. Now the melodic parts are much sweeter and thus the contrast introduced by the uprising disharmonies brings about even larger waves of schizophrenia that has always been so characteristic for these guys. The music itself has become much more sarcastic, just listen to This is a Rape, at it´s core quite a merry, joyful song, that nevertheless is completely turned around by subtle creepy backgrounds and lyrics into a living nightmare. Lyrics. Vocals. Someday This Could All Be Yours depends on them much more than any previous album (which probably brings about certain disappearance of guitar parts, when you see the way Congelton gets into singing on this album), and Congelton really brings about quite a performance, chanting, crying, asking for help, despairing, slowly growing in intensity just to tear the place apart with almost epileptical fits, something you definitively wouldn´t guess from his nice boy blue eyes photos. The lyrics not only fit music perfectly, they even support all the musical twists, often it´s precisely them that create the “some things gonna get fucked up” atmosphere and make you shudder in combination with a sweet melody developing under them, the topic of the day here is natural disasters, full of biting sarcasm, theatrical obscenity and paranoia that makes you look over your shoulder.
The pAper chAse has turned onto a more melodic, epic song writing, leaving the guitar noise and chaos behind. Thus they managed to bring their balancing between melody and disharmony even further than before, making the new disc even more hurtful, with the inevitable venomous paranoia handed out in bunches.

THE PAPER CHASE:
Josh Congelton – guitar, vox, programming
Sean Kirkpatrick – synth, piano
Bobby Weaver – bass
Jason Garner - drums

10 / 46:35

this is all yours:
1. If Nobody Moves Nobody Will Get Hurt
2. I Am Going to Heaven With or Without You
3. The Common Cold
4. The Laying of Hands the Speaking of Tongues
5. Your Money or Your Life
6. What Should We Do With Your Body
7. This is a Rape
8. The Small of Your Back the Nape of Your Neck
9. This is Only a Test
10. We Have Ways to Make You Talk

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Rosvita - Podrida Ser

label: Rosvita, 2006

contact: www.myspace.com/rosvita
genre: noise pop
rating: 8.5

Rosvita needs special attention. Asking why? It´s a locla band that can get together in some old backyard, close the door behind themsleves and with no fuss around do everything on their own. To put it shortly, do it yourslef style and for these bands i have kind of a weak spot. Not for all of them obviously, as mostly they sound exactly how would you expect from such an approach (meaning horribly), but for those that can actually do it well and not get lost among th big fishes around that are built with the propagandistic help and money of large labels, when the preferred result are old homey shoes and grease stained trousers win over polished shoes and expensive ties. And exactly Podrida Ser is one of these rare DIY examples, hurray to leaving the world of suits, golden watches and prefectly cut nails, put on old worn out t-shirt, red socks with holes and go to the nearest backyard.
So what are we facing here actually? Colourful mixture of unconventional poppy melodies, basslines supporting with bulldozer solidness taken from noise records and slightly knotty drum figures under all of this. Don´t expect any instrumental exhibitions, neither mind boggling intensity nor ambient stale waters as well. What will mainly attract your attention is the flett-footed infantility playfullness with which is Podrida Ser played, the infectious childish enthusiasm, teh well-meant naivity taht is capable to suck you in even at places where you would normally yawn and stare at the ceiling. Fortunately, the material is not sewn by one thread and so during the half an hour you will hear emotional guitar walls reminding the sad screamo scent as well as careless keybnoard meriness, the hammer hits the anvil in various rhythms and tempos, especially as we are drawing more to the end the music significantly slows down and the consequent dreamy atmosphere is accentuated by protracted trumpets, somwher a smile spreads on your face, elsewhere a tear comes down your cheek. It´s obvious thatv this theatre can´t be played without an adequate sound, but even here Rosvita isn´t out of breath, keyboards with their corny squeky scent tha is equilibratet by solid, to the bottom shelves put bass guitar.
As a summary then: Rosvita presnts on Podrida Ser clever, diverse noise pop that, instead of hiding behind intellectual glasses, pleases with unconcealed enthusiasm, playfullness and sincerity that it contains.

ROSVITA: Manolo – guit, keyb & vox, Mane – bass, Nacho – drums, trumpet & vox

8 / 29:09

jests and puns: Llevame a Caballito DF, Proxima Parada – Quijada Quemada, Hoy no he Visto la Luz, El Croquis, Calcetines Rojos de la Suerte, Desde Marte con Amor, Despertame, Fiera

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