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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The Break Out – New Barbarians EP

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What can we tell you about UK Hardcore band The Break Out…well not much really except they are a quintet from Bristol which formed in 2011 taking influences from the likes of The Bronx, The Ghost Of A Thousand, Propagandhi , The (International) Noise Conspiracy, and The Computers into their own intent, and most importantly recently released their second EP, the ferocious and uncompromising New Barbarians.

Bristol is a hot bed of talent right now, the wealth of diverse and impressive bands coming from there and surrounding areas never seeming to end, and you can add this bruising encounter of a band to the list. Following their self-titled EP of last year, New Barbarians is a brawl which though like most releases is not flawless it seeps potent promise and rich satisfaction from every track and confrontational sound. The five tracks making up the release take no prisoners especially in the vocal department but offer a fire of passion and invention which is impossible to pass over or not enthuse about.

The EP opens with the instantly abrasive Black Eyes, a fusion of punk and hardcore which grazes the senses through the vocals of Rich Thomas ably aided by another of the band. Around them though the guitars offer a restrained but potent groove within the acidic riffing, both Nath Fiction and Craig Wilkes taking little time to develop adventure to their attack and imagination to the off shooting flames they unveil. It is nevertheless a riot which demands and commands attention, the bass of Mikey Emson purring throatily from within the harsh energy and the rhythms of drummer Tom Vincer slapping the ear with the craft and spite of a middleweight. Across its length there is plenty to intrigue and keep attention enthralled even if it may take a few plays to discover all.

The following Beggars On A Golden Throne unloads a strong rock groove inspiring the slabs of riffs to join it before combining both for another appealing and accomplished rage of rock ‘n’ roll. As with the first it is fair to say there are no elements which call out with the most potent of persuasions but together combine to create a riveting and incendiary confrontation leaving no one short on satisfaction.

The title track rounds up the senses and emotions with a rally of beckoning drum instructions before the guitars and bass add their lures to the emerging tempest which is in no rush to show its full declaration, but when it does it is an excellent blues veined punk rampage. As on all songs there is never a moment where things are left without a drenching of imagination and aggressive energy ensuring the seeds of hunger for the band are sonically watered from start to finish again though their call is not always initially loud. The best track on the EP, it shows that though arguably The Break Out still have yet to define a unique voice in the genre they are not far away.

With You Wouldn’t Catch Han Solo In A Fucking Call Centre continuing the impressive presence of band and release there is to temper things just a touch of a yearning for some more variety to the vocals, especially with this song the only one to try and expand that area a little to show the others up in that area. Thomas squalls impressively but across all songs it is an exhausting wash without any diversity which for many could deflect from the creative enterprise going on musically. It is a small niggle though to be honest and this track alone triggers the unreserved intent to keep the EP on regular rotation.

The closing Good News For The Modern Man leaves things on a high if without finding the same heights as its predecessors, though once more the guitars bring a weave of adventurous and flaming rock before the ear. If looking for an emerging still evolving fresh voice to your hardcore needs, than the New Barbarians EP is well worth a visit. The Break Out is not there yet with an individual stance but our money is on that happening in the near future.

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7.5/10

RingMaster 06/06/2013

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