The Warriors – Dead To Me

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Reading the bio of UK Oi! veterans The Warriors, it has seemingly been an interrupted and persistently changing  adventure for the band since forming in 1981, their story almost having more twists and delays than a search for a Malaysia airlines flight. What has not been left unsure and broken is the might and passion, not forgetting contagiousness of their undiluted sound as evidenced by their new release, the Dead To Me EP. Two riots of insatiable energy and virulent old school bred punk, the release is a belligerent stomp which masterfully challenges and voraciously incites with raw rock ‘n’ roll.

Hailing from Kent, The Warriors was formed by original Last Resort singer Saxby though initially proved to be a short lived presence. He reformed the band with former-Last Resort bass player Arthur Kitchener in the mid-nineties with a line-up which played numerous shows around the UK, Europe, and Japan. Personal changes were part of the time as were also several album releases including The Full Monty and Noizy Bollox in ’96 and ’97, both via the Step-1 Music, and contributions to compilations and split releases over the years. As mentioned changes within the band is a journey in itself to keep up with but well worth checking out on their bio for, but it has not stopped The Warriors reinforcing themselves as one of the most potent and essential presences within the punk scene which further releases like Unite The Scene and Never Forgive Never Forget, as well as this new EP easily confirm.

Available through Aggro Beat as a 250 Solid Red vinyl release in Europe and with Rebel Sound Music as a 250 Piss Yellow vinyl encounter in the US, Dead To Me storms the ears and passions with all the true punk intent and hunger as expected from the band. The title track, which will be featured in the upcoming British movie Gatwick Gangsters, is instantly upon the senses and imagination with jagged riffs and rolling rhythms skirted by a great almost nasally bass prowl. The song is not an all-out assault but one with a predatory side to its nature, skirting and courting the senses with an emerging brawl of sound and the ever distinct tones of Saxby.  The group calls in the chorus only reinforce the steady anthemic lure of the song whilst the crisp beats and choppy guitar narrative add their creative enslaving web. With craft and emotion as loud as the uncomplicated bait of the song, Dead To Me is an irresistible stomp seeing The Warriors in a richer vein of punk rock than their earlier Oi! exploits and easily seducing the passions.

The song’s companion No One Provokes Me is much the same, a virulently contagious riot of punk antagonism and infectiously toxic hooks driven by magnetically challenging vocals and rhythms. The track takes thoughts right back to the birth of UK punk in many ways whilst caging the ears and an already greedy appetite in the rapacious mischief and combativeness of today. Like the first, the track is impossibly anthemic as it bridges the eras and shows again that the punk appetite and ingenuity never dies no matter the years stretched over by bands such as The Warriors.

With an appearance at the Rebellion Festival, Blackpool in August confirmed and many other shows in the planning, The Warriors looks set to take the UK punk scene by the scruff of the neck, Dead To Me their first unmissable stranglehold of 2014.

http://www.warriorsuk.com/

9/10

Ringmaster 09/04/2014

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Lucifer Star Machine – Rock’n’Roll Martyrs

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Caked in the filth of life and the passion of instinctive rebellion, Rock ‘n’ Roll Martyrs the new album from UK antagonists Lucifer Star Machine is quite simply unbridled, uncompromising punk n roll. From first violent note and lashing syllable through to its last vicious squall on the ear, the twelve track assault is nothing less than dirty hunger driven confrontation, but a fusion of punk and heavy to hard rock which leaves satisfaction greedy and thrills a plenty. With their third album the band is presenting the sound and merciless energy they are renowned for but have taken it up many levels of contagion and impacting persuasion to unleash their most potent and enjoyable moment yet.

Hailing from London, Lucifer Star Machine has left a legacy of destructive pleasure in their wake from live performances and releases. From intimate sweat drenched halls to festival stages across over ten countries the quintet has challenged and ignited audiences alongside the major names of punk rock whilst from debut album Fire In Your Hole in 2005 and its successor Street Value Zero four years later the band has marked out a portion of genre territory for their furious sounds. Released via I Sold My Soul Media and recorded with producer Andy Brook, Rock’n’Roll Martyrs stirs up the air, senses, and appetite with a blaze of corruptive addictive sounds which plays like the anarchist offspring from a union between Generation X, Turbonegro, and  old school Misfits. It is arguably the most accessible album the band has unveiled and certainly the most unforgettable and incendiary.

The riot begins with Hold Me Down, a fire which offloads a crucial groove spiked with intensive hooks from its opening breath. Often leading and never far from the surface of the song, the lure is as insatiable as it is addictive and twists lustfully around the ear as riffs and rhythms flail the atmosphere and tight sonic melody soaked invitations spark into an anthemic chorus and group calls which further capture the imagination. It is a magnetic tempest of a start which breeds real hunger for what is to follow, especially with the charge and inventive flames sculpted by guitarists Dave Malice and Laughing Boy Fernandes.

The following Sulphur & Speed starts with a healthy glam rock teasing which would not be out of place in the seventies but soon chews it1235933_717631201587116_811714221_n up and transforms it with a Misfits/Danzig like intimidation. The vocals of band founder Tor Abyss snarl with contempt and force whilst his clean delivery only adds to a great alluring presence. The merger of all that melodic swagger and feisty intensive rhythmic, riff, and vocal abrasion leaves a potent persuasion which has feet and throat in unison more often than not.

Through the old school bred Hammer Me Dead with a more caustic hardcore delivery from Abyss raging over the excellent cantankerous rhythmic testing of new drummer Txutxo Krueger (formerly of Last Resort and Total Chaos), and the irrepressible fist pumping anthem Death Or Jail, the album continues to ignite the passions and an instinctive fight within thoughts whilst the initially Clash like For Reasons Unknown, where the bass of Crusty Chlamydia coaxes in the imagination with ease, explodes another level of satisfaction and temptation upon Rock’n’Roll Martyrs. Evolving into a virulently catchy and dramatic treat, the song has elements of The Damned and New York Dolls to its stomp adding further adventure and variety to the album and pleasure.

Both Poison Arrows and Dead And Gone leave a pleasing taste on the palate, if without managing to reach the heights of the previous tracks. The first has a more restrained and poised gait though it does not lose any energy and impact in relation to its predecessors whilst its successor is a undefined smog of garage rock with a scuzz lining that intrigues and satisfies yet like the song before lies pale against the stronger elements of the release. Dark Water also lacks the spark which made the first half of the album so magnificently imposing and commanding but nevertheless has attention and appetite eager to consume and join its mission to provide honest ear barracking rock ‘n’ roll.

The malevolent Cancer Daddy pushes things back towards the thrilling peaks of the album, the song another breath stealing storm of anthemic bait and enterprise making way for the sinister charms of The Curse. It is a more than decent encounter which makes a good appetiser for the tempestuous excellence of Rotten To The Core, a furnace of middle finger attitude and punk confrontation which in its one minute twenty lays waste to the senses and emotions showing the emerging young punk bands how it is done. Explosive and bloody-minded, the track is another pinnacle to the album.

The closing I Hate You Forever leaves one final punk infested fight upon the ear, the Sex Pistols tinted riffs and hooks wrapped in a hard rock assault with rapacious sinews. It is a strong end but does not steal memories from the song before and earlier triumphs ultimately. Lucifer Star Machine offers punk ‘n’ roll at its dirtiest accomplished and weighty best, and Rock’n’Roll Martyrs their pugnacious call to arms.

http://www.luciferstarmachine.com/

8.5/10

RingMaster 27/09/2013

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