Pretty Pistol – Welcome to the Dead Club

How to describe the new EP from UK garage punks Pretty Pistol; well feral certainly fits, sonically clamorous and tenacious too but suiting it most is simply that Welcome to the Dead Club is rather damn good. Offering four virulent slices of punk fuelled noise, the release is another of the year’s special moments so far more than worth a few minutes of your time.

Formed five years after the initial chance meeting in 2010 at a Hole gig by vocalist Laura Le Rox and drummer Emma Waller, Pretty Pistol’s line-up is completed by guitarists Rich Cooper and Billy Larsen. Described as “Sitting somewhere between Gallows, Be Your Own Pet, Milk Teeth and The Kills”, a pretty suitable intimation, the South London quartet has made a potent mark on the capital’s live scene, sharing stages with the likes of Penetration, KidBrother, Drones, and Crazytown. Recorded with producer John Mitchell (Architects, Enter Shikari, You Me At Six), Welcome to the Dead Club is their inescapable jab at bigger attention, a raucous swipe not easy to see being ignored.

As opener Cry Wolf explodes on the senses, instantly there is no escaping the rapacious presence of band and song, and indeed the magnetic tones of Le Rox. Her attack is as urgent as the sounds around her with a hint of ‘desperation’ to its lilt though really it is just an earnest bred eagerness to stir things up, again just as the individual garage punk sound Pretty Pistol unleash. Riffs and rhythms collude in devious persuasion, getting under the skin as forcibly as the flying hooks and that glorious verbal trespass. There is a touch of Asylums to the track too which only adds to its virulently striking presence and to be honest if the goodness stopped right there we would still be urging attention the EPs way.

It is not an alone treat though as the following Drive Me To The Dogs quickly reveals. The gnarly stride of bass makes an immediate lure, post punk spun tendrils a swift second as the track infests ears. Its melodic and catchy chorus tempers the trespass a touch but only backing up its infectiousness before the cycle enticingly repeats. Waller’s beats land with purpose and anthemic prowess as the guitars entangle ears with sonic toxicity while Le Rox backed by one of the guys, is an insurgent siren you are not sure whether to embrace or fear.

Another appetising bassline lures Hurricane into view; its bait immediately followed by an ear worm of a hook and in turn a blast of voice and attitude. For no obvious reason but strongly we were reminded of Red Tape as the track continues to blossom in enterprise and temptation every twist and turn making a keener captivation in another rousing if too short a gem within the EP.

The release concludes with the equally compelling No Guts (This Is Glory), a web of swiping beats, belligerent bassline and devilish sonic enticement bound in the vocal carousing of Le Rox. Cannily fingering the imagination whilst heartily firing up the senses and spirit, the song completes a fiercely and irresistibly exhilarating proposition.

Living up to the band’s name, Welcome to the Dead Club is a threat lined, danger fuelled beauty and Pretty Pistol a band we expect to make a continuing if not major impact on the British punk, indeed rock scene.

Welcome to the Dead Club is out now through SaySomething Records @ https://www.prettypistol.co.uk/store/welcome-dead-club-cd

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Pete RingMaster 20/04/2018

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Teribal Anamal – New Creature

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Having found a greedy appetite for US post punks Teribal Anamal through their debut EP Anamala of last year, there was a hungry anticipation for its successor New Creature when it dropped through the post. It was a hunger swiftly satisfied and more as hopes and expectations were treated to an impressive slice of imaginative incitement. Between releases, the Brooklyn-based trio has grown and expanded their minimalistic post-punk/new wave sound, bred a new maturity to the songwriting which has in turn honed their previously diverse invention into a more focused but no less flavoursome enterprise. The eight track EP, or should that be album, is an unrelenting siren of post punk provocation with repetitious beauty, one to take the previous tantalising properties of its predecessor into stronger irresistible temptations.

Consisting of Stephanie (guitar/vocals), Ryan (bass/vocals), and Chalky (drums), the band has become a potent and feverishly followed proposition around NYC. Formed around two years ago, Teribal Anamal employ inspirations from the likes of Siouxsie and The Banshees, The Cure, The Pixies, Joy Division, New Order, The Wipers, The Kills, Nirvana, Sonic Youth, The Cramps and more into their constantly evolving sound. Between the two releases the threesome seem to have concentrated on a more singular post punk side to their ingenuity, though that does not mean the array of sonic colours and new wave coaxing has been left to the side. Instead New Creature drives a steadfast intent through its chilled unfussy course with riveting washes of melodic coaxing and mesmeric enticements. It is a striking and persistent suasion which leaves passions aflame and anticipation of the band ahead even more fevered.

The release plays like one massive breath of sound and endeavour, each track emerging from each other or atmospheric howls to flow seamlessly across the senses as if recorded in one potent stroke. It starts with the delicious teribal Anamal coverShuttlecock, a shimmering sonic landing the spawning for the expected intensively throaty bass tones of Ryan and the rasping sonic squalls of Stephanie. It alone is powerful bait but with the thumping and twisting rhythms of Chalky as well as Ryan’s mellow vocal expression, the song is swiftly an entrancing fascination which permeates ears and thoughts. There is a feel of The Three Johns to the track as well as the rhythmic slavery of Gang Of Four, but with a melodic hue to the entwining grooves of sonic vining, the track is distinctly owned by the band. The effects on the vocals and at times the resonance of sound only add to the thick potent lure which irresistibly binds the passions.

The Rub takes no time in unleashing its own thrilling toxins next, the bass conjuring its own chaining enticement before the grazing scrub of guitar play its cards as again smooth vocals and gripping rhythms dance with the senses. The fuzzy pressure and charm of the song continues to build across a hypnotic repetition at its heart whilst scorched melodies and a wonderful drone quality bring thoughts of Spizz Energi and fellow Brooklyn punks The Black Black to mind. As the first, submission to its call is instant as is the response to next up Sensory, a psyche searching exploration with its own web of ridiculously compelling hooks and attention seizing rhythms within a wind of sonic and vocal captivation. As with every song, there is simplicity to the encounter which sends rapturous tingles down the spine yet a net of almost cold invention which consumes and cages willing senses.

Both Uranium Son and Vulturious keep attention magnetised, though the first reminds that many songs hold similar bait in their core suasion thus at times requiring even closer inspection. This song lures emotions in with haunting siren-esque harmonies which swarm about the insatiable drive of the flaming main temptation. It is as addictive as it is meditatively disorientating, a claim easy to place upon its successor too. A surf rock breeze hinted at in the last permeates with stronger intent across the song, wrapping senses in greater virulence as discord majesty teases ears before Owls next idles in on a rhythmic lure. It is soon doused in discordance and sonic colour too, its croon casting an emotive post punk chill within reined in punk tenacity. Impossible to resist twisting hips and voices to, the track is another unavoidable cage of anthemic and instinctive exhortation.

New Creature is brought to a pungent close with through firstly Megavolts, the track cascading sonic bolts down on the senses as it settles into a sinew strapped stride of roaming sonic binding and rhythmic compulsion. The caustic air which glances over all songs is at its most abrasing and magnetic here igniting ears ready for the majestic distortion drenched glory of Gay Vikings In Love. Almost militant in its gait and anarchic in its stringent adventure of sound, the track is an immense end to a masterful release. New Creature is another major step forward for Teribal Anamal yet you still feel there is plenty left inside for them to unveil and discover. With great offerings like this we can bask in their creative journey while patiently waiting for the realisation of all their promise.

New Creature is out now and available as a buy now name your price release @ http://teribalanamal.bandcamp.com/releases

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9/10

RingMaster 04/07/2014

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The Sea – High On…

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There is always a twist of excitement when approaching a new release from UK rock band The Sea, fresh anticipation which has yet to be let down across their singles and especially their excellent album of last year, Rooftops. New EP High On… continues the immense satisfaction continually bred by the band though this time it offers their greatest moment yet in power, passion, and fiery invention.

      High On… is a muscular release which explores the rock and blues elements which was sniffed at on the eclectic Rooftops, though there is still a place for melodic charm and emotive enchantment. Like its predecessor the EP is unafraid to mix up its sound and ideas to keep intrigue and captivation as lively as the energetic storm which cores the release. Consisting of brothers Alex (vocals, drums) and Peter D’Chisholme (vocals, guitar, piano), the duo from  Newquay, Cornwall has leapt upon the passions of rock pop with an insatiable enterprise and fire which is hungrily devoured by their growing legion of fans worldwide. Since forming in 2007 the pair has ignited Europe, US, and Canada with their fevered stage performances, whilst drawing potent acclaim for their releases including debut single Love Love Love, first album Get It Back, and of course the mighty Rooftops, all like the EP released on their own Lusty Records label. The band has a desire and greed when it comes to music which translates into their thrilling sounds, a drive which sees them relentlessly gigging including sharing stages with bands such as Muse, The Kills, The Enemy, and James Morrison, and overcoming in 2011 a freak surfing accident which saw Alex breaking his neck. Surprising all, especially as he faced the possibility of being unable to even walk again, the drummer was back touring within months and as the new release shows is back more formidable and feisty than ever.

High On… finds The Sea igniting their passion for dirty rock n roll with influences of the likes of MC5, The White Stripes, and the 165038_474051125966824_242022999_nStooges, all essences which make strong whispers across the EP though the band undoubtedly trigger their own unique presence through it. It also sees the band stripping down their sound to one guitar, a set of drums, and impassioned vocal squalls, the result a fire as raucous and commanding as anything on their previous releases with their more expansive armoury, but with an intensity and contagion which with ease declares the release as the best thing from The Sea yet.

Opening track Letter Bomb takes mere moments to ravage the ear with towering rhythms from Alex and a blaze of sonic persuasion from the guitar of Peter. It is an incendiary start which though settles into a less demanding gait with picky riffs and tempered beats once into its stride still, it agitates and excites with a sinew of aggressive intent. The vocals of Peter equally flame upon their entrance to offer a scintillating glaze to proceedings whilst the combination with all elements burning eagerly for the chorus is a brawling treat leaving senses and heart wrung out with passion. At its heights there is also a definite Rage Against The Machine intensity to the breath of the song with the blues gaited guitar solo raising temperatures further.

The following Run steps back on the directness though still refuses to bring a calm gait to its encounter. It is a hard rock/blues inducement with a furnace of emotive fire swaggering through sounds and vocals. It does not quite live up to the stunning opener but with the guitar offering a sure temptation and the energy of the track merciless in its smouldering soaking, you can only bask in its impressive heat.

The EP is, as is expected from the band, a diverse creature even within this heavy rocking direction bloomed on the release, Number One a gentle rock croon musically and vocally which barely makes a minute and a half in length yet still raises hairs on the neck in its brief presence, another magnetic twist of sound. Its short stay is more than just an interlude and makes a perfect lead up to the best track on the EP, Get Up Stand Up Die. The song is a monster of a rock tune with again the drums of Alex caging and igniting the senses with a rapid storm of beats to start things off before the guitar lays a sturdy rub of coarse and infectious riffs into the mix. It is an explosive fury of contagious confrontation which leaves one exhausted and grinning from ear to ear, even if like its predecessor the track is too damn short, but then again the best punk rock tracks usually are.

Completed by another triumphant tempest of exhausting energy, massive beats, and vicious guitar enchantment in the ferocious treat Lost It/ Never Had It and the pulse pumping slow burner Wednesday Trap which is as near to a rock show tune you could wish for and get wonderfully away with, High On… is another sensational creative bomb of a treat from the best emerging rock band in the UK right now. The Sea is destined to the greatest heights but why wait when there is this mighty feast of sound to enjoy right now.

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9/10

RingMaster 09/04/2013

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