Project Silence: 424

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    A new scourge to confront extreme noise fans, Project Silence is a Finnish band which is a brawl of intense promise and in 424 has unleashed an album equally as powerful and striking. Though not without flaws, the release is an immense conviction of brutality and bewitching enterprise, in fact that its only real prime issue in that it offers so much in diversity and ideas it risks confusing the listener into indecision over its impressive contents.

From Kuopio, the quintet of Delacroix (vocals, programming, keyboards), Mr. Sanderz (guitar), J (guitar), Silve R (drums), and Sturmpanzerjäger (bass), combine a ferocious furnace of industrial metal, dark electro, trance, aggrotech, and black metal, setting the band somewhere between God Destruction and The Browning with primal essences of Mortiis adding their serpentine malevolence. Formed in 2008 as originally a solo project of Delacroix, the band released its first songs soon after as a free download before working on their debut album and releasing a pair of preview songs in 2010. Obstacles and delays held up the album until the powerful collection of invention and aggression was released at the tail end of 2012. Now with its experimental muscular confrontations open to the world there is an expectation, after listening to 424 that Project Silence is on the first major step of an impending forceful ascent.

The title track wraps around the ear first, the electronic instrumental a warm expanse of electro warmth over slightly blistered 424coverambience whilst keys evoke a tender yet firm invitation to the heart of the release. The piece gives no indication of the destructive intent to follow though its brief minute and a half is merely a pleasing slight-of-hand as the malice of Pressure Revolution takes its place. The track plunders the ear initially with electronic teases and riotous shouts before gaining a stride of rampant electronics and hungry riffs. In full flight the song is a storm of brawling intensity, grazing acidic vocal squalls, and transfixing sonic rain of melodies and electro shards of infection. It is an undemanding yet sinewy encounter which has essences of Houston! and Celldweller within its heated stance.

The following My Reality immediately invades the ear with a darker ambience and invading shadows leading to a malicious caustic vocal and predatory black metal flavoured persuasion. Whereas its predecessor was a relatively direct offense the songwriting here is an evolving and senses searching journey which ravishes and seduces with equal hunger and effect. A guitar power metal infused temptation is just one seamless escapade on the insidious encounter whilst the symphonic caresses in the latter part of its presence is an extra fire of unexpected pleasure to add further diversity to song and release as is Stardancer (Raven’s whore). The track opens with a trance soaked wash which persuasively leads one right into the furnace of rampaging energy and riffs driven by a ravenous breath. Once more it is a song which into its onslaught skilfully and passionately merges a distinct spicery, the track a raptorial tempest which shifts from bringing loud whispers of Rammstein and The Kovennant to those of Firewind and Enter Shikari.

The corrosive Keeper with its dramatic keys, euphoric ambient symphony, and riveting electronic grandeur, is a powerful and compelling slice of symphonic metal imagination but again as with all songs employs a weave of provocative textures and sounds which crosses genres and appetites. As mentioned at times you feel there is almost too much going on, though everything is with a craft and inventive sculpture it is impossible to refuse its addictive lure and the more you immerse within the album the more its persuasion is dominant.

From the singular techno presence of Sky, Space and Twilight Zone, a track which perfectly accomplished did not manage to spark any fires without that viciousness that pervades throughout the rest of the album, and the black metal malignancy of the again strong but ultimately uninspiring Alone (Crushed by Your Lies), the album is soon preying on the passions once more with firstly the feral BEAST and its successor Cage of Hate. The first of the pair fuses black and pagan metal into a voracious devouring of the senses with dazzling yet shadowed industrial magnetism whilst the latter is an incendiary soundscape of spiralling elements and ideas from again a wealth of genres and styles brought into a contagious slightly suffocating maelstrom of imagination.

424 is completed by the dark electro metal revelry of Everything where again the likes of Rammstein stalk thoughts and the short evocative instrumental Promise to bring a rounded closure to the release. It is an excellent release which impresses from start to finish whilst breeding an even more powerful promise and anticipation of the band in the future when they find their unique voice, which suggested by the album is still a search in progress. The bottom-line is Project Silence left us enthused and breathless, enough said.

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8/10

RingMaster 27/02/2013

 

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Angie & The Car Wrecks: Boozed And Bloody

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    An album which may have like us passed you by until now but undoubtedly worthy of attention is the psychobilly miscreant Boozed And Bloody by the equally devilish Angie & The Car Wrecks. It is a release which dances with the devil through a feisty merger of psychobilly, rockabilly, and whispers of country rock n roll, and an album which ignites the passions into naughty thoughts and complete satisfaction.

From Onalaska, Washington USA, the quintet of Angie Ball (vocals/acoustic guitar), Kc Maukl (upright bass), Dale Ball (fiddle), Pigpen Spear (washboard), and Dustin Beck (drums), has earned an impressive name for themselves through their Bender Bound EP of 2010 as well as their irrepressible live performances which since forming has led them to playing events which include the Pacific Northwest Brewcup, the 4th annual Jake the Alligator Man B-day Bash in Long Beach, the Kustom Kulture Festival in Silverdale, Reno Rockabilly Riot, the 7th annual Seattle Psychobilly Brawl, and across WA with The Rocketz, Graceland Five, Big John Bates and the Voodoo Dollz, James Hunnicutt, and Three Bad Jacks, as well as being hand-picked by the founders of the Kurt Cobain Memorial Committee to open for Soul Asylum.

Released via Texas-based Psycho-A-Go-Go Records, Boozed And Bloody opens with Intro, a sizzling instrumental of rockabilly front2(2)candy and invitingly crafted elegance which romps like a pole dancer on viagra and is just as mischievous. The magnetic start explodes into an immediate lust thanks to the tarmac tearing Draggin ‘Down. Instantly rocking like a Chevy in cruise mode the track stirs up the dust and ignites the fuel of the heart with infectious rhythms and delicious skilled guitar flames all wrapped in the irresistible vocals of Angie.

Rolling rhythms and a sultry blaze of harmonica harken in the thrills of Moonshine, a southern coated stomp of psycho country contagion exploiting every instinct and passion for a fevered riot of insatiable enterprise and the continuation of a sensational introduction to the album. From such a heightened start a slip or lull would be expected but with crafted diversity the band just deliver the delicious insatiable romance with the simmering emotive sunset of Some Kinda Hate and the boiling ambience of Hellriders. The first is a tender embrace which smoulders within the ear and the second a brewing storm carved by a wonderfully carnivorous upright bass sculpting veined by a kindling of spiralling guitar mastery and harmonica sparks which light the canvas below the feisty alluring tones of Angie. It is an inspiring and seductive blend which is impossible to ignore or avoid drooling over.

The same can be said of the whole album and especially Junkyard Blues, a white hot fusion of rockabilly fermented in a brew of country rock with a hint of rhythms & blues.  The song lures you into its inferno with expert temptation and rewards with an unruly yet deviously crafted explosion of incitement and inflammatory rock n roll. In its own distinct way Iron Horse II also latches onto an inner ardour to leave one basking in unrestrained pleasure, in its case with a shimmering ambience around a scorch of guitar bliss and gently prompting rhythms beside as it is automatically expected at this point, sirenesque but commanding vocals.

     Little Willy’s is a track which if feet and blood is not pumping then a mirror to the mouth for sign of life is needed. The song just dances with the passions like a teen at a hop whilst the following ’31 Coupe is an orgasmic inducement to rampage the streets with intent and headlights blazing. Both songs offer the fullest primal bait through the sensational almost bestial slaps of Kc Maukl whilst once more the harmonica sends tingles across the spine.

Finishing on the country liquor jiggery of Have Another One, the swells and intemperate warmth of instrumental Surfin ‘Tucson, and lastly the graveyard serenade Necrofella, a Horrorpops meets Richie Valens amongst the tombstones finale, Boozed And Bloody is one of those treats you just cannot get enough of. It is a hunger we will be satisfying as soon as possible, a suggestion we offer you after you tuck into this outstanding offering first of course.

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8.5/10

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Charlie Winston: Running Still

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    The opportunity to review the new single from British singer-songwriter Charlie Winston came up recently, a track which is easily one of the freshest dazzles of elevated pop to come along recently, but such its impressive heart and sound the urge to check out instead the recent album it came from burned brighter and what a rewarding decision it was. Running Still is exceptional, an eclectic feast of sounds and passion which ignites the heart.

France based Winston took to music at an early age, learning the drums at age eight, moving to the piano at ten, and within two years was writing his own songs. Growing up in a Suffolk hotel, which had a constant tide of itinerant artists, orchestras, actors, and thespians, added to his love and understanding of the performing arts so really it is no surprise his heart fuelled accomplished and imaginative creativity can openly be seen on his album. At seventeen he relocated to London to join brother, Tom Baxter, whilst studying music at Brunel. The next three years saw the pair playing in their band Baxter, with Winston on bass, and finding him writing and playing music for short films, dance productions, and TV adverts as well as producing and recording records with various artists. He continued to sing or play with many different bands on either bass, piano or percussion, whilst for the first time exploring the guitar.

In 2003 whilst recording bass on his brother’s album at Real World Studios, Winston was introduced to Peter Gabriel. Friends with his daughter, Winston eventfully decided to introduce his new EP to her father which led him to being signed to Real World Records, the label of Gabriel, for debut album Make Way, as well as supporting the man on his 2007 European tour. Moving to France next, Winston caught the attention of record label Atmosphériques, and through them linked up with to Mark Plati (David Bowie, The Cure, Louise Attaque) who produced his acclaimed second album Hobo. Released in 2009, the album topped the French charts and drew intense attention and responses in France and adjacent European areas though still back home he was and arguably still is an unknown, well until Running Free, via Real World Records, touches on the nation one suspects.

The album coaxes the listener in with opening guitar strokes and expressive vocals from Winston as first track Hello Alone gently AlbumArt_{8ECE16C4-E3E6-4B3E-81E4-2EB0AEA1118E}_Largesaunters into view. With shimmering sonics and a folk swagger, the song leads the ear and emotions into a mesmeric dance of heated brass, tingling keys, and excitable melodic sultriness. It is a compelling and glorious beginning which instantly raises the anticipation of what is to follow.

Immediately the flirty Speak to Me takes over, a mesh of big pulsating rhythmic seduction and semi-rapped vocals skirt the senses before engaging them in an enthralling unexpected big boned stomp. The track instantly reminds of Gabriel to be honest with additional elements of Talking Heads and though arguably it is an easy unchallenging composition for the listener it is nothing less than incitingly absorbing.

The previously mentioned single, Where Can I Buy Happiness?, ignites a furnace of pleasure and passion, its smouldering heat and sexiness a lure of the richest potency and fired elegance. It has a familiarity about it which is hard to pin point and certainly only adds to its triumph whilst its soulful plea connects with an inner understanding all can relate to. The quizzical bassline is exceptional and strolling within the glaze of emotive keys and again fine vocals adds to the compelling breath of a quite stunning song.

Already the diversity of the album is loud and continues throughout each subsequent track. The Great Conversation is a wonderful encounter of the dramatic, its weave of nostalgia and modern sensational. The song is a quirky English stroll through European classical intrigue complete with whispers of steampunk and totally delicious. The piano driven ballad She Went Quietly without sparking the passions of previous songs is a thoughtful evocative caress whilst Unlike Me is another tender amble across thoughts with its padding of rhythmic feet and mournful yet smiling strings, guitars, and harmonies.

The balmy soul of Until You’re Satisfied lifts the passions again to previous elevations, though they never ever dip into anything less than excitable at any point, before the southern blues soaked steamy encounter Wild Ones trips the light fantastic over the senses with steamy melodics and insatiable mischief. It is another major highlight which makes the perfect invitation and companion to another piano ballad in Making Yourself so Lonely, a song with a big breath and grander emotion.

Rockin’ in the Suburbs with its breathless excitement ,which transfers to and erupts within the listener, begins the closing straight for the album, the infectious and agitated rock n roll within its walls undemanding and generous with its rewards. Completed by the pop romp of Summertime Here All Year, a song with a touch of Julian Cope/Black about it, and a final emotive hug from Lift Me Gently, the magnificent Running Still is a lingering and continually returning treat which swirls around thoughts and memories long after its final kiss. If after its release Charlie Winston is still a mystery to the UK even the world at large, than something is seriously wrong.

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9/10

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The Caskeeteers : Go Cadaver, GO !

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Every now and then we look back at an album which readers may have missed but certainly deserves a look at as we search out the beating heart of the underground in all its shades. Such is the case with Go Cadaver, GO ! from US ghouls The Caskeeteers, a riotous brawl of an album which brings mischief, antagonism, and unbridled revelry from the land of the dead.

Formed in 1998 by upright bassist and vocalist Ritchie Dead, the band from Salem, Oregon has brought a scourge of psychobilly and horror punk to the breathing and expired earning hungry acclaim and decomposed lust through their impressive live performances and previous releases Dead Things and Tales From The Casketeers. The band has ‘buried numerous members’ as line-up changes added to the mayhem but with guitarist Gorey Hackerman and drummer Brian Terrible alongside Ritchie Dead, The Casketeers has hit their finest glory to date with the Psycho A Go Go Records released Go Cadaver, GO !

The album opens up its tomb of gore first with Carnival of Souls, an initial church organ beckoning and vocal revelation coaxing the ear into a stroll of bass persuasion, fiery guitar sonics and punchy rhythms. The brief welcome is soon a stomp of greedy riffs, eager beats, and inciting slap bass provocation. It is a keen and easy going track which though it falls short of igniting major sparks inside makes for a more than decent start with its scorching solo, boisterous vocals and harmonies, and rampant breath.

To be fair it is because of the quality of the rest of the album that the song and arguably a couple of other tracks pale slightly in comparison but that is the price to pay when including tracks like Wreck-n-Roll on your release. Sparking the ear with deep throaty bass plucking and a squall of vocal raucousness, the song swaggers with steaming blues guitar teasing and a resonating pulse which paws and coats the senses with expert temptation. Imagine Stray Cats and The Ramones in collusion with Johnny Burnette and you have this flaming uproar.

Tracks like Haunted Forever with its Generation X like rebellion and the seductive beat shuffle Killing Me Killing You continue the increasing strength of the album, a release which just gets better the further in to its shadowed depths you go.  The carnivorously strutting From Flesh To Bone as it sends the ear and passions into an excitable frenzy is a prime example whilst the following title track is like that boisterous best friend which with anthemic egging on leads you into a bruising errant display of behaviour.

The final four songs find album and band at its best, King Of Zombies leading the aural and passionate devilment. With a virulent contagion and sultry mid-song seducing, the song is psychobilly to commit adultery over, a delicious unquenchable lust with rewards that leave the heart breathless. From the throaty glories of the upright bass, the snapping rhythmic provocation, and the feverish guitar taunting in the song and album overall, The Casketeers is a primal inducement set free.

Among the Living is the most ravishing slab of excellence on Go Cadaver, GO !, the leading bass slaps and brewing sonic restlessness irresistible, a reaction which intensifies once the song spreads its muscles and devious addiction forming charms. Like all the tracks it is an immediate anthem for the instincts and soul which leads into unsolicited rapture and furious deeds of desecration, mentally and emotionally.

With the mutually scheming No Remorse, its dominant bass lick, barbed hooks, and cunning rhythms greedy and unrestrained, and the closing furore Sore Loser finishing off what is fully thrilling and invigorating release, Go Cadaver, GO ! is an unapologetic romp of death driven rock n roll. The album with extra whispers of the likes of Misfits and Volbeat to those flavours already mentioned, is one of those treats you instinctively return to and inspires eager hope that we see The Casketeers returning with more grave borne sounds soon.

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7.5/10

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