Wednesday, 11 June 2014

In School - Praxis of Hate

Purposeful hardcore punk outta New York spat with bloody finality. With tumbling drums and a thin desiccant guitar sound worked in a relentless moil, scraped up against the churn of the bass, kicking off dry sparks, each instrument distinguishable and hurtling onwards with deadly precision. No noise, just power. Bidi Choudhury's vocals snarl, ferocious, clear and unbowed, digging into lines, repetitions spiralling, screwed down into the mortar. "THE DOGS ARE HOWLING. THE DOGS ARE HOWLING. THE DOGS ARE HOWLING." Each strained iteration eking out more shades of threat and fierce disdain. "APOCRYPHAL SCUM. I KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE. APOCRYPHAL SCUM. I KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE. APOCRYPHAL SCUM. I KNOW WHAT YOU'VE DONE." From the tugging guitar squeak of Fear to the snap/drawl of Maggot Rot, five tracks of second person violence, scratched out with lucid spite, peeling and sore, grating against bone.

 

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