Sexwolf! – Hangin’ With The Boys

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It has been digitally devouring the senses for a few months now but in the breath it takes one month to roll into another, Hangin’ With The Boys gets to physically violate the world. A fierce infestation of punk fuelled rock ‘n’ roll, the EP is the debut release from noise merchants Sexwolf!, an English quartet which has become recognised as one of the wildest and greedily devoured hardcore confrontations on the Birmingham, indeed Midlands rock scene. Going by Hangin’ With The Boys they are one of the most exciting too, a treat lovers of feeling something substantial in their hand which bites, i.e. a CD, will go wobbly over.

With inspirations from the likes of Every Time I Die, Cancer Bats, Black Sabbath, and Refused sparking their sound and sharing stages with bands such as He Is Legend, The Bastard Sons, Black Shapes, Black Art, and Heck (Baby Godzilla) amongst a great many more, under their belts, Sexwolf! go straight for the jugular with Hangin’ With The Boys and its opener, the band’s forthcoming single None Stop Body Rock.

cover_RingMaster Review   Guitars and drums respectively send a torrent and barrage of their finest ferocity down on the senses straight away, their bait leading the listener into a tempest of vocal antagonism and infection dripping grooves from within an already more hostile onslaught driven by the vicious beats of drummer Jenk. No quarter is given as the track continues to abuse and batter yet the guitar of Joe Lane conjures virulent sonic enterprise to temper his carnivorous riffs and those of bassist Dan Mogg, whilst together the band breed a contagiousness which is especially virulent in the rousing and ravenous chorus helmed by the raw squalls of vocalist Richard Phillips. As much as you might say the song and the band’s sound is living off essences heard often before, they become twisted and cultured in the ways of Sexwolf! to emerge with a fresh and fiery character of their own.

Evidence is swift as She Got Gold leaps from its waiting seat and tears a raucous hole in air and psyche. As it abrases the senses it simultaneously spins an addictive tapestry of noise rock hooks and impossibly catchy grooves matched by the diversity of the vocal attack. Like Shevils meets Gacy’s Threads with a splattering of Every Time I Die for good measure, the track is a glorious trespass of body and soul, a protagonist to a lustful appetite for more of band and sound. Guitars are bluesy, vocals unpredictable, and the rhythms, well they just beat an enslavement out of you with force and violent charm.

Nomesayin resourcefully uses its few gasps over a minute to unleash an hellacious bestial swamp of violent punk ‘n’ roll that just breed pleasure whilst Captain Bastard Face seems to have the scent of blood in its nostrils the way it explodes from the blocks and ravishes air and listener. It does have the invention to also share waspish grooves and hostile repetition across its sonic predation, an enterprise which seems to only increase the potency of its maliciousness and the emerging bolshie but mischievous swagger.

The final thrilling skirmish between band and ears comes courtesy of Fuklashnikov, a minute and a half of twang infested rancor and raging belligerence, and another tsunami of noise that just hits the spot. If hardcore in its full savagery is not for you then run, run away now but for the rest of us with a taste for spiteful invention and devilry, Hangin’ With The Boys is a must, especially now in its physical glory.

Hangin’ With The Boys is available on CD from October 31st and digitally now at the Sexwolf! Bandcamp.

Pete RingMaster 24/09/2015

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Black Art – Full Lungs | Empty Words EP

With a roar of an antagonistic sound sitting somewhere between the demised Californian band Red Tape and Brits The Ghost of a Thousand, UK punk ‘n’ rollers Black Art are an emerging proposition with the potential, going by their new EP, to ignite the punk scene. Driven with a melodic hardcore fuelled fury in sound and lyrical confrontation, the band has been stirring up rigorous attention and appetites in recent times and it is easy to hear why with their Full Lungs | Empty Words EP. It is angry and hostile but loaded with an anthemic contagion which makes every track a lingering and thrilling proposition. It is a knack shared by the two bands we mentioned at the start but in the hands of Black Arts seemingly is even more inescapable for imagination and emotions.

The new EP follows a well-received 7” split with Surrender The Coast which was released a couple of months ago. It swiftly reinforces the reputation garnered over the years by the band for their sound and live presence where they have shared stages with bands such as Feed The Rhino, Baby Godzilla, Palm Reader, The Catharsis and many more along the way. It is a release which sees the Forest Of Dean quintet go for the jugular straight away but equally seduce with the first of numerous spicy hooks and infectious melodic enterprise.

That instant bait is provided by opener Life Stalker, coaxing riffs laying the first lure to be immediately joined by heavy swipes of thumping beats from drummer Nathan Davies and a carnivorously gripping bassline cast by Jake Morgan. It is an intimidating and riveting predation which becomes more caustic and challenging with the fierce vocal squalls of Joe Kibble which also initially strike in great singular assaults. The track is soon a maelstrom of voracious incitement and energy, the guitars of Nick Lewis and Oli Bendall blazing away with fiery riffs and tasty grooves to brawl with craft and flavoursome endeavour.

The potent beginning to the EP sets the template for things to come in quality and success, and a little in sound but as the following Duress shows there is a busy heart to all songs which gives them distinct characters. The second song lays 1910160_712588515486444_587585896235052623_ndown a ridiculously addictive and intimidating torrent of riffs bound in sultrily alluring grooves from the start, its brief but powerful presence a corrosive stomp which grips and scars with contagious efficiency. Its excellent tempest is matched by the more inventively sculpted Hold Fast. It is still an uncompromising fury but the guitars twist with a wider heavy rock recipe whilst rhythms carry the punk spirit in every debilitating swipe and throaty bass groan. Though it does not quite match the tracks before it, it is richly satisfying, aggression driven rock ‘n’ roll with little want to get fussy and clutter its raw muscle bound bones with over blown flourishes.

The Endurance has the passions lustful again, the opening flame of sonic grazing enticing the blistering and colourfully hued turbulence to follow. Hooks flare up throughout the rhythmic and sonic animosity, sharing the limelight with heavy rock grooves and an inflamed passion especially expelled through the lungs of Kibble. It is a brute of a rocker but soon in the shadow of the primal rock ‘n’ roll fired Pseudo Sound. Morgan uncages another irresistible grump of a bass temptation whilst the guitars come with venomous designs and toxic expression, all aligning with the merciless swings of Davies for a riotous and compelling storm.

   Full Lungs | Empty Words is completed by the quarrelsome charm of Fool’s Gold, a final bracing bluster of skilled creative assertiveness and impassioned belligerence. Soaked in a fierce scowl amidst a skilful savaging, the song is a fine intrusive close to an EP ripe with promise and accomplished invention. The release provides a very impressive and memorable base from which Black Art with their already plentiful armoury, can spring to truly fire up punk rock far and wide. ‘

The Full Lungs | Empty Words is available now digitally and on CD via White Russian Records @ http://whiterussianrecords.nl/store/index.php/cd/black-art-full-lungs-empty-words.html, CD and Cassette via Let Them Die Records @ http://letthemdierecords.bigcartel.com/product/black-art-full-lungs-empty-words-cassette-cd , and I For Us Records @ http://music.iforusrecords.be/album/full-lungs-empty-words

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RingMaster 07/11/2014

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