Kause 4 Konflikt – Fornication Under Control Of King

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A barbarous battle cry for uprising and revolution, Fornication Under Control Of King is the voracious new album from French thrashcore outfit Kause 4 Konflikt. It is an uncompromising indeed ravenous slab of sound which left exhaustion, defiance, and thick pleasure in its wake.

Paris hailing, Kause 4 Konflikt first came to attention with 2013 debut album No Better Friend – No Worse Enemy, the Behaviour EP of 2016 cementing their praise luring emergence. Fornication Under Control Of King is a whole new trespass for the senses from them and sure to see keen acclaim; the band’s fusion of thrash and hardcore metal an inescapable predator breeding some of the most striking carnivorous riffs and galvanic grooves. Released via Deadlight Records (Ataraxie, The Lumberjack Feedback, Verbal Razors), the album descends on the senses from its first breath, never leaving them a second to get a foot hold until its last surge of fury departs and even then its touch and stature lingers.

Less One opens up the release, an immediately appealing fizzy nagging inciting attention to which incisive rhythms, strands of steely guitar and vocal samples add greater intrigue amidst a brewing intensity. It is an invitation and character setting introduction which soon triggers the predacious instincts and assault of You Sign for It. Immediately toxic grooves entangle rabid riffs as beats swing with matching voracity. The throat scarring tones of Seb Otis provide a just as rousing incitement, his venom bound raw grievance echoing that of the invasive sounds around him. It is a superb gripping full start to the album, its unpredictable and imaginatively crafted twists as potent and virulent as the track’s uncompromising main assault.

The following God Pretends takes the lead of its predecessor into its own pertinacious onslaught; thrash bred riffs driving the hungry trespass as again the rhythms of bassist KTS and drummer Mehdi bear grudge to the anthemic incitement. The grooves and riffs of guitarists Jay and Alexis entangle in a virulent appropriation of ears and appetite to core the outstanding siege on the senses, the vehemence of vocals extra hostility on one of the album’s major highlights.

Even so from its first breath Nothing for No One simply eclipsed its mighty predecessor, a web of grooves burrowing into the psyche from the off with a contagion as toxic as it is arousing. With each subsequent second, the song escalates in virulence and aggravation, owning our favourite moment within the release as easily as it does the senses and subservient neck muscles. It is a sensational fusion of violence and catchy provocation, Kause 4 Konflikt, if needing to, sealing their prowess at casting barbarously incendiary, contagiously inspiring confrontation.

Featuring mighty industrial percussion band Les Tambours du Bronx, Jaw Breaker takes more time picking its shot though they come with quick and unyielding assertiveness as riffs and grooves unveil their particular toxic avidity. If less vicious and consuming as the previous track it is a rewarding slab of pugnaciousness more than matched in quality and power by the ravening incursion of Scapegoat; itself featuring a guest in the shape of Hatesphere vocalist, Esben Hansen. It is fair to say, as the song before it, the thankless task of reaching the heights of Nothing for No One prove a target too far yet both simply inflamed air and ears to leave pleasure thick and hunger for more even greedier.

That appetite is more than fed by the pair of Ain’t Give a Shit and T.A.R.G.E.T, the first an instant body slam on the senses which only continues to equally abuse and arouse through its rhythmic brutality, vocal ferocity, and sonic temptation. Again the guitars align sonic transgression with noxious melody and grooved intoxication, the combination mercilessly compelling while its successor takes it foot off of the savagery a touch to breed a similarly magnetic encroachment of ears and imagination. It is almost primal in its breath but woven with a skill and deceitful touch ensuring melodies and the relative calm of the song is as invasive and gripping as anything before.

The Whole is another revelling in the broad touch of the band’s craft and sound, an essence maybe overwhelmed by their instinctive almost callous mix of thrash and hardcore in most tracks but always openly there and in richer voice across this and the previous track before Rehab brings things to a close. A final sortie of subversive incitement and vocal defiance woven with a melodic toxicity as seductive as it is corrosive, the track is another fine reveal into the depths of the band’s rich sound and contagious touch as well as their agility to merge it with warmongering antagonism.

Kause 4 Konflikt is a band surely destined to major attention, the exceptional Fornication Under Control Of King a major suggestion it should break out now.

Fornication Under Control Of King is out now via Deadlight Records; available at https://deadlight.bandcamp.com/ and @ https://www.deadlight.fr/ for the CD version.

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 Pete RingMaster 18/02/2020

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Sofy Major – Total Dump

Sofy Major is a leviathan of sound and trespass which persistently erupts from a noise fuelled creative lair with releases which for us have pretty much left contemporaries in their tempest and turbulence. Three previous albums have as good as decimated the prowess and adventure of other ear rewarding encounters around at the time and with Total Dump, the French trio has done it again Their new full-length is in many ways their most accessible and flirtatious offering yet but equally their most voracious and imposing not forgetting irresistible slab of noise and hardcore infested, metal lined rock ‘n’ roll.

The successor to the outstanding Waste of 2015, which itself eclipsed the thrilling Idolize unleashed two years earlier, the Dave Curran (UNSANE, Big Business) produced Total Dump is a contagion of abusive yet flirtatious noise and bruising but virulently captivating force and imagination. It is predatory irritable rock ‘n’ roll from start to finish with an eager taste in contagious and invasive enterprise. Opening up with its title track, the album immediately reveals its bestial side, the track prowling the senses with the carnivorous claws of Mathieu Moulin’s bass locked onto the senses as his more welcoming vocals align with the raw flames and tendrils of Thomas Dantil’s guitar. It is a preying of ears and imagination which never diminishes in threat and temptation however it evolves, a trespass driven by the menacing swings of drummer Mathieu Desternes that equally escalate in infernal virulence and captivation as individual and united enterprise breeds fresh twists and sonic commination.

The compelling start is only accentuated, indeed built upon by next up Giant Car Crash; a collision with the senses which had us bouncing as much as cowering before its flirtatious and barbarous intent. Voraciously feral and inhumanly infectious, the track devoured body and passions with unquenchable hunger leading to lustful responses before Cream It uncages its rapacious crawl to trespass the senses and melodic irreverence to seduce an already greedy appetite. The kind of proposition which offers a warm welcome whilst ruining the foundations to your sanity, the glorious track is a manipulative mix of viral noise with an appetite for clamorous untamed pop.

As the ravenously viral rock punk ‘n roll throes of Strike and the post punk embracing devilry of The Jerk infested and seduced ears with unruly dexterity, Total Dump just stretched its landscape of esurient intent and fevered invention. Both tracks are as mercilessly catchy as they are unapologetically invasive, that greater accessibility to the band’s sound in full bloom just as much its acclaimed creative villainy is merciless, and traits just as thrilling within next up Shinny Happy Asshole, a venomously swinging, deviously contagious but inescapably corruptive slice of unscrupulous enterprise.

Through the slow hunt of the senses that is Franck Butthole; a cancer of sound which just ignites the imagination, and the unbroken antics of Tumor O Rama it is impossible to say attention and pleasure wavered, the total opposite in truth up against their combined sonic punk infection fuelled scourges while Kerosine Mike n turn just trapped and enslaved with ursine-esque power and intimidation whilst brewing up its own melodically toxic strain of bewitching rock ‘n’ roll.

Completed by the senses ravishing, violently bouncing exploits of Panamarama, it one the album’s most magnificent moments, and the sonically consumptive, caustically alluring tempest of The Longest Yard, there was and is no diminishing of the ardour we bred and hold for Total Dump. Without any doubt despite the glories of the past, it provides the greatest, most thrilling time with Sofy Major yet but also is set to send a shiver through the world of noise in any form as those within wonder how they can compete with its voracious triumph.

Total Dump is out now via Deadlight Records on CD and Antena/Corpse Flower on Vinyl.

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Pete RingMaster 30/01/2019

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