SECTLINEFOR – Anorexic Insect

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With a back story as cinematic as the sounds and suggestiveness conjured, reading between its lines it seems that SECTLINEFOR has been a seed and adventure long time in the making for its creator Pavel Stepanov aka Piton, the guitarist of progressive synthetic death metallers Ygodeh. It is a project as far away from that impressive proposition as you can imagine and one which with debut album Anorexic Insect seriously ignites the imagination.

London based, SECTLINEFOR’s sound is tagged as cinematic neo-metal though no precise description can be made for the unique and striking avant-garde lined adventure it takes the listener on. With fellow Ygodeh member in bassist Aal and vocalist/lyricist Jared alongside, Piton creates the darkest tales with Anorexic Insect, its series of haunting nightmares as seductively engaging as they are boldly deranged. Musically the album persistently infests body and psyche whilst the vocals of Jared are pure magnetism with their winy prowess.

It all begins with the album’s title track, its low key start of synths and atmospheric theatre instinctive coaxing for the listener swiftly accentuated by the vocal gurning of Jared. Beats soberly pulsate whilst Aal’s bass probes the senses, drama fuelling every second and note especially as the track subsequently erupts with muscular psychosis. As across the whole release, there is a touch of Trepalium, 6:33, and Cardiacs to its off kilter exploits; of Stump too with Jared’s vocal presence something closely akin to Mick Lynch of that band, but as suggested earlier, each is a flavour suggested merely hinting at what is on offer from band and album.

anorexic__RingMasterReviewThe outstanding start continues with The Aftertaste of Soap. Its initial industrial lure is soon a more forceful proposition preying on the senses, at times stalking ears and in other moments making bolder statements of intent as the song ebbs and flows in intensity. Symphonic essences bring greater evocatively suggestive spicing to the challenge while rhythms offer an infectiously energetic agitation as vocals and melodies entwine the harsher attributes of the compelling encounter.

As invasively dark as everything is, My Neighbour was on TV explores an even more sinister landscape next. Throughout the album, there is a suffocating intimacy in atmosphere and emotion just like the grisliness which lies at the heart of folk and fairy tales and in the third track it devours ears and thoughts, exciting each simultaneously before Birthmark Photograph uncages its own psychotic bedlam and electronic flirtation in a bed of metallic causticity. It is glorious stuff, like the album a proposition which will either work for you or not but if it does, SECTLINEFOR provide manna for the senses and indeed imagination.

Anorexic Insect is a fusion of creative beauty and unhinged dynamics which borders on alchemy and no more potent than in the bewitching addled embrace of Orange Soda and in turn the inventively provocative haywire that is Checkmate. Both songs twist and turn with certifiable imagination and relish and each presents in their individual ways a tapestry of skilfully woven adventure and incitement upon which Jared roars with vocal meshuga, a creative abnormality perfectly matched by the composing and craft of Piton and the throbbing stimulus of Aal.

Through the grand drama of Congratulations and the poetic grace of Gag Reflex of Stray Dogs, there is no let-up in unpredictable theatre and pleasure; each a web of inventive deceit and captivation gleefully twisting the listener this way and that. I’m Not Having That Much Fun Anymore equally exposes ears to raw insanity and imagination at its nerviest while the outstanding Little Handjobs strokes an already inflamed appetite for the album with hectic tenacity and hyperactive energy.

Finished off by the raw Lovecraftian instrumental trespasses of The Door and The Secret Behind, this certainly no warm Witch and The Wardrobe like fantasy, Anorexic Insect is a rare and exhilarating proposition. As mentioned some will run from its inner terrors and emotional turmoil but those with instinctive adventure in their tastes will be rewarded with one of the early true treats of 2017.

Anorexic Insect is out now @ https://sectlinefor.bandcamp.com/

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Pete RingMaster 01/03/2017

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Desert Kingdom – Self Titled

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Hailing from the suburbs of Melbourne, Desert Kingdom recently made their introduction to greater attention with their self-titled debut release offering seven slabs of fiercely muscular stoner bred rock ‘n’ roll relishing the band’s inspirations. Certainly uniqueness is not as forceful as the physical power and prowess of the band but there was no escaping a richly pleasing and rousing first glimpse of the potential loaded quartet.

Consisting of vocalist Ritch, guitarist Emmett Young, bassist Brett Wright, and drummer Paul Coste, Desert Kingdom swiftly get down to business as opener You’ll Burn descends on ears with sinew woven riffs and swinging beats. Instantly infectious, it is a commanding coaxing for ears only increasing its potency as choppy tenacity infects those initial chords and a heavy grumble escapes the bass. The raw scowling tones of Ritch are equally as persuasive, it all combining for a fiery slice of stoner heaviness clothed in the influences of bands such as Orange Goblin, Kyuss, and Down.

desert_kingdom_art_RingMasterReviewThe atmospheric, drama soaked entrance of Mafiaso Opera deceptively makes a gentler proposition but its sinister air is soon a tempestuous torrent of catchy beats and predacious riffs. As vocals rage spicy grooves wind around the rhythmic temptation, varied metallic strains linking arms in a familiar yet fresh incitement. Brawling with the senses through every passing second, the track quickly eclipses its impressive predecessor, stomping with raw aggression and captivating enterprise before Doghouse Blues prowls with an equally rapacious intent to that of the previous track while military seeded rhythms impose their agreeable authority. Like a blend of Gruntruck and Pantera with a whiff of Mary Beats Jane, the track irritably rumbles leaving satisfaction full if not quite matching the heights sparked by the pair before it.

If the last track prowls then 7 Years stalks the senses with its doom bred trespass, sonic flames erupting within the pressure as choice grooves entwine voice and the engaging ponderous gait of the rhythms. It too lacks the sparks of those early successes but again only and increasingly pleases as its waspish sound intensifies in tandem with the song’s boisterous aggression with subsequent blues toxicity adding to the fun.

Abstainer rocks like a lustful dog next, its hungry riffs and heftily swung rhythms alone a carnal incitement while Fuck You is sonic belligerence and muscular aggravation bred to raise the spirit as the release re-hits the early plateau it began upon. With spicy hooks and scorching grooves, the track has all the attributes and open potential to raise expectations that Desert Kingdom will come under the scrutiny of the broadest spotlights if not now in the time ahead.

Concluded by the boozy blaze of Whiskey, sawdust and spit rock ‘n’ roll with all the groove laced liquor you could wish for, the release is a very easy to return to stomp. Originality might be a touch on the scarce side but enjoyment is full, something never drawing complaints.

The Desert Kingdom album is out now via Black Bow Records across most online stores.

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Pete RingMaster 01/03/2017

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