Bite The Shark – First Blood

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With a sound as snappy and hungry as their band name suggests, Bite The Shark have made one impressive and attention grabbing entrance with debut single First Blood. Consisting of three songs which roar and swagger with a muscular rock tenacity and punk ferocity, the release is an adrenaline charged juggernaut of rock ‘n’ roll. If you are looking for music unafraid to get dirty whilst spilling bodily fluids then letting Bite The Shark and its single clamp its jaws on you could be one of the wisest moves you make this year.

Hailing from Manchester, the UK band only formed in the early days of 2014 and has swiftly drawn a healthy attention and fan base their way. The recently released First Blood equally took no time in garnering acclaim and more, its success leading to an invitation to the trio of Rory O’Grady and brothers Adam and Edd Langmead, to record with Romesh Dodangoda (Motörhead, Bullet For My Valentine, Twin Atlantic) this September. Like the music within the single, it is fair to say that Bite The Shark is on a charge.

Gas & Air right away tells you all you need to know about its creators, rugged riffs immediately sizing up ears before welcoming imposing rhythms and spicy grooves. It is a striking entrance which is as bold in its presence as it is addictive Microsoft Word - bitesuarez.docxin its explosive enterprise. Elements of Turbonegro and Buckcherry whisper across the raucous adventure as well as spillages of old school punk rock, all resulting in a richly flavoursome and highly anthemic stomp. Hooks and increasingly infectious grooves continue to enslave ears and emotions whilst vocally the band provides a captivating call and brawl of passion drenched energy. The song seems to be the one the band’s fans has grasped to their hearts the most and it is easy to see why as it flirts and romps around the senses.

For us though it is Burn em to the ground (sometimes seemingly just called Burn) which ignites the biggest lust. The track is a beast of an encounter, its opening prowl of beats and bass grooving irresistible and only added to by the sonic squall from the almost belligerent invention of the guitar. Lyrically and musically the song has a snarl and attitude which finds its seeds in bands like The Clash and Stiff little Fingers, whilst its addictive grooves and rapier like swings of rhythms infuses a hard rock riot into its predation. Politically powered and lyrically accusing with a weight of sound and tenacity to back it up, the track is immense and the seal to believing Bite The Shark is definitely going places with the potential to make a lingering mark.

The single is completed by the acoustic track Ms. Ratshit, a song with a swing to it that is bordering on rockabilly and vocals which simply captivate. Based on One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest, it is another contagious stomp to cast praise and ardour over.

Do expect to hear a lot about Bite the Shark ahead and if you are wise you will jump on board their ascent right away with First Blood.

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9.5/10

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Get Stoked – Washington Street EP

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Creating a proposition which simultaneously invites the listener to brawl and party with its feisty mix of pop punk and rawer hardcore aggressiveness, the Washington Street EP is one impressive entrance from US punks Get Stoked. It unleashes five tracks which show an imagination and want to invent something strikingly different yet comes with a familiarity which plays like a returning friend loaded up with devilish intent. It is a highly enjoyable romp which dares to be adventurous and is confident enough to employ those highly flavoursome and recognisable spices.

Hailing from Mount Pleasant, Michigan, Get Stoked consists of vocalist Cameron Wheeler, guitarists Ryan Turek and Zach Smith, bassist Ben Jensen, and drummer Jacob Cardona. Other than the quintet citing influences such as The Wonder Years, The Story So Far, Set Your Goals, A Day To Remember, and All Time Low upon their music, there is little more we can tell about the band other than they write and craft rather appetising slices of sinew sculpted pop punk.

Released via Imminence Records, Washington Street opens up with the instrumental Intro, a minute and a half of thumping rhythms provoking through infectious riffs and hooks courted by a dark toned bass temptation. It is not an ep_Cover_3explosive piece but one hinting at the potent offerings to come whilst treating feet and imagination to an energetic dance. Its successful beckoning is followed by the imposing presence of Actions Speak Louder Than Words. Starting with the strong tones of Wheeler over swipes of guitar and an increasingly intimidating run of beats, it is an engaging if unsurprising start even with the also appealing backing vocals of Turek building up the lure of the song. It is when the track suddenly twists into a livelier surge of antagonistic beats and scything strikes of guitar that it comes alive, slipping into a melodic flame of expectations feeding and ear refreshing pop punk revelry. From vocals to sonic incitement, heavy rhythms to abrasing riffery, the song is a thrilling stomp which allows its inventive unpredictability to run naked through the track. The song also shows why the band has been compared to some of their inspirations but just as strongly and pleasingly it lights the senses with older essences of Hagfish and Mucky Pup.

The following Hand In Your Demise takes little time in seizing the imagination and appetite, its opening roam of compelling rhythms and an evocative melodic tendril the forerunner to a blaze of sonic endeavour and melodic tenacity ridden by once again impressing vocals and flirtatious energy. The track is soon stamping its rhythmic feet with firm intent too whilst the guitars cast a web of emotive and infectious designs to which Wheeler wraps his pleasing delivery and lyrical narrative. Though not quite matching its predecessor, the track similarly just grows and excels vocally and musically the deeper into its body it goes to provide another exciting proposition.

Forward Progress lacks the spark of the last pair of songs but nevertheless parades a strong mix of ideation and sounds revealing more of the depth and expressive ability of the band whilst shaping another infectious and provocative encounter. It is soon left in the shadow of the closing title track though; a song from its opening crystalline melody embraces a string of styles and inventive exploration. A rugged cage of riffs and beats initially traps ears with a vocal drama from Wheeler captivating the imagination. The track then bursts into another pungent stride of pop punk clad in a hardcore predaciousness before slipping into something melodically comfortable and anthemically contagious. It is an enthralling slab of punk rock which alone provides enough evidence to suggest Get Stoked is a band with the potential to make major strides and create impressive marks on the punk scene.

That suggestion is more than backed up by the rest of the Washington Street EP, a release easy to recommend to those wanting something more substantial and braver in their pop punk.

The Washington Street EP is available now via Imminence Records @ http://imminencerecords.bandcamp.com/album/washington-street

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9/10

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KING CANUTE go on a ‘Drive’ from 1st September‏

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EXPLOSIVE DEBUT EP FROM KING CANUTE SET FOR LAUNCH FROM SEPTEMBER.

Irrepressible Brit Rock punkers ‘King Canute’ continue their tempestuous assault on the UK, unveiling their brand new EP ‘Drive’, out on 1st September and available through all good digital outlets.

King Canute were born in the backstreets of Essex and Guildford with Johnny “JC” Lett on bass & vocals and Chris Woollams on drums & vocals. Both members stamp their individual taste all over their craft; Johnny’s background is based in dissident punk music and Chris’s hard-hitting metal influences help to create a truly unique electronic-heavy rock sound.

Ever since 2013, the band have extensively played throughout the country wowing audiences in the process with their highly energetic and explosive live shows. Support shows with Slaves to Gravity, Zico Chain, Idiom, Bad for Lazarus, and many others, have further added to their cause and so too has the release of their debut EP “Cutting Teeth”, which featured Jamie Lenman from Reuben. The record was unleashed last year to huge acclaim and achieved substantial national radio play and magazine coverage, with Big Cheese Magazine declaring that the record is “…an infectious blend of bass driven rock anthems with sing-along hooky choruses” and Raw Ramp Magazine touting that the band have “heavy riffs that blade into your skull like an ice pick”.

The relentless rocksters hit the road again in the Spring of 2014 and once more attacked venues throughout the whole of the country. Word and momentum are now rapidly starting to spread about the dynamic duo, and rightly so. After a hefty live schedule, the two-some decided to go into the studio with esteemed producer Gavin Monaghan to lay down cuts for their next EP. Entitled ‘Drive’, the record perfectly encapsulates the band’s live sound and vigour. From the opening onslaught of ‘Cocaine Skank’, which brims and spits out kinetic energy to the buzzsaw groove of ‘Drive’ and the anthemic ‘Trash Talk’, the record is sure to set the band ahead of the pack. ‘Hellmates’ closes the EP with a pounding piece of upbeat rock that is perfectly offset by the duo’s cunning use of electronics.

With another UK Tour planned for the Autumn, and with an array of live appearances penned for wider plains, including India, along with their debut album scheduled for 2015, the sky is the limit of this inspired rock unit.

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Spunk Volcano And The Eruptions – Injection

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After the insatiable brilliance of their self-titled debut EP, expectations for the first full-length from Spunk Volcano And The Eruptions was demandingly high and anticipation irritably impatient once news of its release was known. Though there was never really any doubts that Injection would live up to those hopes and wants, the thirteen track stomp swiftly offers much more with its heavyweight rampage of punk ‘n’ roll.

The solo project of Dirt Box Disco guitarist Spunk Volcano, with devilish help from DBD colleagues, drummer Maff Fazzo and bassist Deadbeatz Chris alongside guitarists Ste Lingard from Manchester based punk band Flat Back Four and Tom G Force Batterbee, Spunk Volcano And The Eruptions shows another side to the songwriting of the frontman. Certainly the band’s sound is bred from the same vat of devilry and punk ‘n’ roll as Dirt Box Disco but there is a leaner and more expansive essence to the songs, tracks also rewarding ears with a healthy seeding of old school punk rock. It is a virulently compelling and contagious mix which first ignited the imagination and passions with the aforementioned EP and continues in an even more adventurous and inventive vein across Injection. Released on STP Records on the opening day of this year’s Rebellion Festival, the album is an anthemic toxicity from start to finish, a release unafraid to please with recognisable and undemanding bait yet littered with lures and hooks which are as fresh and unique to the band as they are impossibly addictive.

From the first note band and album is surging through ears with bruising effect as opener I Am Gonna Kill Myself!! launches itself with pummelling rhythms and fiery riffs. The track is in no mood to show restraint even when it settles Injection - Coverinto a more even paced yet still forceful stride, though that too is unpredictable with its jagged scythes of guitar and beats. Spunk roars with his distinctive vocals, their suasion at times antagonistic but constantly embroiled in stirring up a riotous response with the storming sounds around them. It is an incendiary start to the album but only a teaser to the might of What You See is What You Get. The track saunters in with attitude to its air and raw riffery, an old school essence dripping from its flank as rhythms proceed to rap with agitated venom across the senses. It is a riveting provocation, the bass of Deadbeatz Chris gloriously throaty whilst the vocals of Spunk and band again lead an inescapable anthemic. With tasty sonic flames of guitar adding to the irresistible tempest of the song, it makes for an early pinnacle with its commanding slab of punk bred rock ‘n’ roll, elements of UK Subs and hard to ignore suggestiveness of Dirt Box Disco colouring its majesty.

It is with the following Platform 3 that the album starts spreading its flavour and imagination, the song producing a nagging punk spine of riffs and beats but crossing it with a power pop catchiness and melodic rock enterprise. The bass eagerly prowls the blend for another richly appealing hue whilst the aligning of raw and melody led tempting just flirts with ears and thoughts before making way for the excellent Another Nail In Childhoods Coffin. Fazzo shows little restraint in his initial swipes of sticks setting up an already hungry appetite for an expected fury to follow. That eruption does not really emerge but instead the song bounces with caustic energy and scowling riffs around another enthralling bassline. Lyrically the song is like a cousin of the more rabid Crossfire off of the previous EP, reflections of childhood revelry and losses easily sparking with listener’s thoughts.

As expected there is a huge grin to the sound and lyrical incitements which only adds to the lure of songs and release, the likes of Agree To Disagree and I Don’t Want To Have To Explain always carrying a wink or tongue in cheek to their still furiously designed and delivered propositions. The first of the two brings a potent melodic rock airing to its punky stroll, again resulting in a tasty mix of flavours within a catchy web of endeavour, whilst its successor snarls with a coarser attitude and sound. Riffs graze and lure whilst rhythms beat a submission with precise and eager definition but it is the excellent palate of vocals from Spunk and the band alongside a fine melodic enticing from the guitar which steals the limelight in the track. Neither song matches the heights of their predecessors but still spark an extra dose of hunger in ears and appetite.

The bluesy rock ‘n’ roll swagger of It’s Got Nothing To Do With Music thrills next, thoughts of bands like Turbonegro hinting in a song which, as all, only takes only a few chords to reveal it is a Spunk Volcano And The Eruptions stomping. The track is just another exhilarating twist in the diversity of the album. Its success is swiftly matched and left looking pale by Failure is Not An Option, a full on torrent of punk aggression with metallic intensity which scores and gnaws the senses for a lustful response. It might only be forty seven seconds in length but the song leaves a new greed awaiting the likes of I Can’t Stop Thinking About You and She’s Too Good For Me. The first of this pair brings a slight rockabilly toning to its invention, its opening coaxing alone finding a sense of Calabrese to its potent suasion. Once into its crisp rhythmic stride through a tenacious web of riffs, the song with vocals again commanding emotions, enlist feet and vocal chords to do its bidding, defying anyone to resist its melodic and infectious anthem. The second of the two is a slower paced encounter though the net of punishing beats from Fazzo has ears ringing whilst the enticing of the guitars in riffs and hooks is similarly imposing. It is another track which settles comfortably in the arms of satisfaction if missing the plateau of previous songs.

The final trio of songs take the album out on a lofty high. First up comes Oh For Fuck Sake, another scorching blaze of rock ‘n’ roll with a blues tint and ravenous bass sound veining punk rock animosity. It is followed by another major triumph in I Don’t Know Why. Opening with a Misfits toning and psychobilly like sultriness, the song is an immediate epidemic of warm harmonies, abrasing riffs, and inciting rhythms. It stomps purposefully around the imagination like a predatory seduction, every twist and dramatic idea irresistible as it takes best track honours on the album.

Injection closes with outstanding Rock n Roll Baby. Choppy hooks and Stiff Little Finger like riffs are to the fore as it instantly cages the passions before spreading out a stirring weave of controlled and richly enticing punk ‘n’ roll. It is a mighty end to an exceptional release which just gets more potent and immense with every listen. There has been a handful of punk releases in its many guises which have set new standards and inspirations for the genre as a whole, and Spunk Volcano has now been in the midst of two, coincidence? I think not.

Injection is released via STP Records on August 7th @ http://www.stprecords.co.uk and http://spunkvolcanoandtheeruptions.bigcartel.com

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9.5/10

 

Upcoming Spunk Volcano And The Eruptions live dates:

AUG 7-10 – Winter Gardens, Blackpool (REBELLION)

SEPT 12 – Hairy Dog, Derby

NOV 14 – Cottage of Content, Chasetown

NOV 15 – Zombie Hut, Corby

Nov 21 – Black Bull, Gateshead

NOV 22 – River, Glasgow

 

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DRAG – Neurotica: A Compendium of Tales Regarding Body and Mind

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With greater potential in its body than maybe actually exposed in its fiery riot, Neurotica: A Compendium of Tales Regarding Body and Mind the new album from UK punks DRAG, is nevertheless a rather compelling and increasingly enjoyable provocation to get teeth and thoughts into. Nine tracks of old school seeded punk with as much of a nineties twist to its predation as modern inventions, the release is an attention grabbing and imagination stirring entrance by the Midlands quartet.

Since forming, the Birmingham four-piece has earned a strong reputation through their live presence which has seen them play alongside the likes of Toyah Wilcox, SPiT LiKE THiS, Eureka Machines, Fuzzbox, Mister Joe Black, The Sex Pistols Experience, The Ramonas, and Amanda Palmer, as well as a couple of earlier EPs. Their sound as evidenced on the crowd funded Neurotica, is like a raw and antagonistic merger of Au-Pairs and L7 with just as healthy essences of In Evil Hour and Penetration. It is a mix which you expect to be explosive and for the main is within the potent album, though it does miss that key spark to set the promise openly surging through its creativity and sound truly ablaze.

With songs which look at uncompromising themes ranging from self-harm, mental health, to sexuality, Neurotica takes little time in awakening attention and appetite with the opening title track. From the initial scrub of acidic guitar punctuated by thumping beats, the song takes a swift hold and even more so when the band expel a raw and flame of attitude and sonic causticity led by vocalist Heather. The track snarls and rumbles enticingly with the bass of Matt and abrasing guitar craft of Velma crafting an infectious web framed by the punchy rhythms of drummer Andy. Littered with resourcefully catchy hooks around the appealing vocals, it is a formidable and convincing start to entwine thoughts and emotions easily.

The following Fine with its opening moody bass tempting also needs little effort to engage ears and imagination, its strong initial lure expanding into a more reserved but no less potent expanse of rapacious enterprise and contagious DRAG - Neurotica Cover Artworkprovocation. It is not a song to startle but certainly keeps the initial impact of the album high before the mighty Axewound preys on the senses. Lyrically and musically it takes no prisoners, with that earlier Au Pairs reference at its most open on both aspects, the raw and honest approach very similar to that offered a few decades ago by those fellow Brummie protagonists. The track is alive with agitated rhythms, intrigue spiced hooks, and a ferocious breath which all combines for one of the major highlights of the album pushing forward the exciting potential of the band.

Next up The Ugly romps with rhythmic bait which inspires another wash of greed to an already hungry appetite whilst the grizzled bass tone found by Matt grumbles potently within the weave of sonic and defiant endeavour. The song keeps things roaring nicely but does lack the stature and persuasion of its predecessors as does in some ways Dandy Boy, though in other aspects it stands out pleasingly. A union of acoustic guitar and the melodic tones of Heather, her voice revealing more of its strength here than at any other point of the release, the song gently caresses and provokes, keeping its poise and lure as the rest of the band bring their evocative touches to the increasingly intensive track. Keys add good expression to the song too though it also feels like there is a spark missing to really exploit its creative strength, something which applies to Neurotica as a whole.

Shock & Bad Taste with its more defined L7 lures comes next to set feet and reactions on eager edge, its riling riffs and jabbing rolling beats as inviting as the vocal belligerence and sonic entrapment colouring the richly satisfying track. It is soon left sounding a little pale though by Hell 7 (American Mary), the track a ferocious scorching of corrosive riffs and merciless rhythms from the first second which settles into a less threatening gait for a few breaths before unleashing a chorus which gnaws at the senses with anthemic mastery. Again it is fair to say that there is not much to challenge the boundaries of punk rock but plenty to give it an invigorating incitement.

The album is brought to a close by firstly the pleasing Wet with its scowling sound and challenging premise, and lastly through the predatory stalking of Dead Zebra. Both tracks ignite another wave of satisfaction if again failing to match previous heights upon the album; the forced vocal growls offered by Heather in the last of the two an element which defuses the potency of the song and leaves thoughts feeling unconvinced for the only time. Each song still leaves Neurotica: A Compendium of Tales Regarding Body and Mind on a high with that rich promise flooding both, as it does the album, to leave pleasure high and excited anticipation over DRAG ahead.

Neurotica: A Compendium of Tales Regarding Body and Mind is available now on the band’s own Sleazy Punk Records @ http://dragbirmingham.bandcamp.com/album/neurotica-a-compendium-of-tales-regarding-body-mind-2

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8/10

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The Old-timers – Be Reconciled

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Hailing from South Africa, punk band The Old-timers has forged themselves a quite potent spotlight not only in Christian punk but the punk underground as a whole with their releases. Now the trio return with their finest moment yet, the Be Reconciled EP. With a broader sound and inventive nature, the release catches the imagination with infectious slices of raw and organic punk rock and a premise which asks questions of thoughts. The band’s fourth release, the EP is simply another open step forward in the presence and sound of The Old-timers.

The band was formed in 2011 by Cape Town vocalist Dave Emerson and Port Elizabeth guitarist/bassist Donovan de Necker, its seeds first sown when they met whilst the latter visited the home town of the former whilst on holiday. From the pair’s unplanned meeting they found plenty to connect over, punk rock being one big love for both. Writing and sharing songs over the vast distances between them through technology, the band emerged with a demo Punk’s Not Dead! Nor Are We!, which brought them to the attention of Christian Punk label Thumper Punk Records. Soon after its release the duo recruited Californian drummer Matt Lagusis whilst Thumper Records released the band’s following impressive releases, the 2012 album Soli Deo Gloria and the Spiritus Sanctus at the end of last year. Both releases showed the continuing growth in sound and songwriting, an evolution pushed again by Be Reconciled.

The new EP is a concept release, its premise following the story of a life finding the light from a dark destructive place, “from sinner to repentance to reconciliation through Jesus.” That journey can be translated into a search we all embrace at some point in our lives within or outside of religion, and in its infusing of keys, a capella harmonies, and spoken poetry within old school fuelled punk rampages, Be Reconciled is a masterfully riveting encounter which works on ears and emotions. It starts with Hole in My Heart, a track which instantly lights ears with its rising persistence of riffs and stomping rhythms. The song, as the vocals, roars with a rapacious intensity and air as the guitar of de Necker expels caustic riffs and enticing hooks whilst his bass prowls the song with a devilish intent. It is an outstanding start to the release, the song’s NOFX like raucousness and Exploited like intensity bound in grooves and hooks which simply infests the imagination, whilst the inventive pounding from Lagusis and vocal demand of Emerson round off the potent lure of the song.

The spoken poetry of Blessings Out of Buffetings is next, voice and haunting keys the protagonist accompanied by percussive taunting. It is a track which alone you would say is for those of faith but within the narrative of the EP and linking the opener and the following Hope for the Rejected, it works well in the context of the story and unimposingly. The third track flies at ears with a raw scrub of riffs and bass driven by rabid beats. With group vocals which works a treat the track at times reminds of early Shelter, its grazing breath veined by a contagious groove which simply entices the appetite further and without reserve. Another highlight of the release, the track provokes, incites, and thrills in equal urgency and strength.

The bruising sounds of Father God I Wonder excites and challenges senses next, the track recruiting the incendiary essences which grabbed attention within previous releases and loading them with a richer infectious bait and instinctive ferocity. It is one minute of prime punk rock which thrusts its sound and narrative irresistibly through ears into thoughts and emotions. Its triumph is matched by the riveting The Joy of Reconciliation. The song starts with that a capella offering mentioned before, a striking union of the band’s voices which works so well you almost throw a sigh of disappointment when the song erupts into its punk rapacity. It soon has those thoughts forgotten though as it squalls and stomps aggressively across the senses for another hunger feeding slab of punk passion.

The closing Ambassadors as the second track is a spoken word within a keys embrace, a conclusion to the narrative which also like the earlier song links in well when taken as part of the journey but for those without a feeling for the religious side of things you sense it may not get the chance too often to make its suasion in being the final track. It has to be reinforced though that as all their releases, The Old-timers presents an encounter which is for all punk fans, just this time it is the band at its most adventurous and dynamic sounding to date which is reason enough to spend plenty of time with Be Reconciled.

The Be Reconciled EP is available now through Thumper Punk Records and Veritas Vinyl as well as @ http://theold-timers.bandcamp.com/album/be-reconciled

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8.5/10

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That Massive Bereavement – Sugar for the Masses

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The last time we heard from That Massive Bereavement it was with their raw and dirty Eat The Rich EP, a release which grated upon and pleasured ears in equal fashion. It was caustic and uncompromising but suggested a healthy future for the UK band which has been more than reinforced by its successor, the outstanding Sugar for the Masses. The new seven track release finds the band strapping on a maturity and creative mischief which was merely hinted at on the previous encounter. It is a brawling proposition which again fuses grunge, punk rock, garage rock and plenty of other filthy essences, but the band and release has become a whole new proposition now. The EP not only realises their early promise but has nurtured it into a thoroughly captivating and incendiary riot of thankfully still unpolished but feverishly riveting rock ‘n’ roll.

Hailing from the Medway, That Massive Bereavement draw on inspirations which include the likes of The Fall, Therapy?, The Replacements, Wire, The Pixies, Sonic Youth, Pavement, Swell Maps, and Joy Division. Plenty of those are often open spices in songs but only as colouring to their striking abrasive sound and enterprise. Eat The Rich was a release which you could see rubbing as many people up the wrong way as it recruited ardour clad fans such its uncompromising and in comparison to Sugar for the Masses, naïve presence. Sugar for the Masses though is an incitement you can only see recruiting eager attention and hunger for the band, the quartet of vocalist/guitarist Aidan Hehir, lead guitarist James Feist, bassist Peter Bevan, and Colin Antilife Jervis on drums breeding all the qualities of their debut into a broader contagious and skilfully delivered bait.

The release sets off after the passions with Colin Farmer (Will Have His Revenge On Lancashire), a grisly bass riff bringing the opener instant attention. Its lure is soon added to by a feisty rhythmic provocation and a sonic wash of a1016014884_2acidic enticement. The track already has senses and appetite in its fiery hands, its emerging rapacious stroll antagonistic rock ‘n’ roll with a flush of The Stooges, Rocket from the Crypt, and even a touch of Lemmy. Hooks litter the thrilling confrontation as well as jagged riffs and lust searching grooves, it all combining for an insatiable tempest of attitude with persistent spills of sonic secretions and punk irreverence.

The outstanding start is followed by the brief endeavour of Jellied Eels. A track which reminds straight away of the seventies and bands like Swell Maps and Television Personalities, it strides with a big grin on its chords and rhythms whilst the lyrical tempting is loose in its seriousness but just as magnetic as the roar of an explosive intensity and aggression which also spears the excellent slice of revelry.

The imposingly impressive start to the EP is kept up with Bullet, its body a stalking prowl of caustic submission and seemingly defeatist passion. It is only a suggestive shade to a track which is unrelentingly defiant in sound and confrontational in its aggressive provocation. Guitars spill venom and rhythms swing unchecked punches to explode in the ears, but it is the raw reflection of the vocals and a sonic enterprise which sears the senses that loads the song with a vibrancy its premise defies. It is a compelling slab of incitement which is weighty in sound and presence and a total contrast to the punk devilment of Rupert Murdoch’s Death Wank. The track strides with adrenaline fuelled ferocious riffs and stabbing rhythms led by the individually brawling tones of Aiden, but interrupts that charge with staccato sculpted breaks in its gait and sonically swirling guitar imagination. It is two minutes of garage punk addictiveness to lay further enthused emotions upon.

Nine Toed Woman again has a broad smile and lustful appetite given in return for its hook laden punk temptation and lyrical ‘insight’. Thoughts of early Damned and The Adicts spring to mind but again it is a song with a presence which carries familiar traits without definition ensuring it is a fresh and ridiculously infectious slavery for ears and passions. There is no doubting that That Massive Bereavement has also honed their ability to sculpt hooks and lures which instinctively find a home in the listener and probably on Sugar For The Masses in no more potent way than right here, though the following title track might differ. One minute of sheer hostile punk rock with another hook which lends to addictive behaviour whilst merely two lines lyrically help cast an irresistible anthemic bait, the track is punk/roll in raw and gripping form.

The release closes with the post punk brilliance of Desolate, a track unmistakeably bred from a Joy Division influence but bound in a rich melodic ribboning which seduces the imagination. It is merely one aspect of the almost seven minute treat though as within its repetitive minimalistic coaxing it explodes with the rawest grunge infused explosions of sound. Coldly and hauntingly seductive in one breath and bordering on corrosive in another, the track is a fascinating and enthralling proposition which makes powerful suggestions about the direction the band is heading.

High hopes for Sugar for the Masses were left looking lightweight by the end of its incitement of ears, the release nothing but evidence showing That Massive Bereavement has grown from a promising band into a dramatically impressive protagonist with still plenty of potential to be realised you feel.

Sugar For The Masses is available now @ http://thatmassive-bereavement.bandcamp.com/album/sugar-for-the-masses

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9/10

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