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Meek Is Murder – Onward/Into the Sun EP

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When a band describes themselves as “music for troubled weirdos”, it’s pretty safe to assume we don’t have the next incarnation of Mötley Crüe on our hands. Brooklyn-based trio Meek is Murder look like they would be happier engaging in a mammoth World of Warcraft session then doing blow with hookers on the Sunset Strip but that’s not to say the music they make won’t get one hell of a party started, for new double EP release Onward/Into the Sun (Rising Pulse) is one of the most exciting things you’ll hear all year.

Known for their blink and you’ll miss it song lengths seemingly tailor made for the ADHD brigade, Meek is Murder play a raucous style of mathcore that will have fans of early Botch and Converge foaming at the mouth with wide-eyed delight. It’s no surprise that the band has previously worked with producer extraordinaire Kurt Ballou, for his influence is all over the brief tracks that comprise first EP Onward, from the lurching dissonance of ‘Foreword’ to the manic violence of ‘Downward’ which features some seriously heavy drumming and a devastating false ending that will have circle pits erupting in any sweaty basement it is dropped live.

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The other EP in this release Into the Sun actually came out in 2012 so the re-issue here is a welcome one to those who missed out the first time. A tribute to classic 80s sci-fi flicks Aliens and Back to the Future, this effort is a tad more emotive and plays around with slower tempos than Onward, but is still madder than a box of frogs as the hyperactive ‘Doctor Emmett Brown (Endless in Our Fleeting)’ demonstrates.

This kind of hardcore works best in short, sharp snippets and Meek is Murder have clearly done their homework. At only fifteen minutes in length but with more going on than it’s possible to mention, Onward/Into the Sun shows a band bursting with ideas and incapable of sitting still.

 

8.0/10

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JAMES CONWAY


Vod – Tuurngait

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Tuurngait (Independent/self-released) is the second album from Quebecois one-man project Dave Tremblay, otherwise known as Vod. I tried to locate the font or alphabet the album’s titles are primarily given in; really I did. But I have a life, my wife and daughters were beginning to forget me, so enough: you’re getting the inuit-looking subtitles instead.

It’s a slow beginning but a crushing one, the brewing portent of opener ‘Inutuuvuq’ exploding into a sludgy morass of noise. The delightfully nasty atmosphere is graced by curious and inventive jazz structures especially in the soft, trumpet-led interludes of ‘Unnusarataaq’ and ‘Aqhaq’, displaying a creative freedom which initially proves compelling and magnetic, if a little difficult. ‘Itji’ shows a leaning toward the more progressive Post aggression of Isis and Cult of Luna with subtle, gradually swelling interludes, those freeform undercurrents not quite reaching Mathcore complexity but twisting the sound through a number of polyrhythmic stages.

The album really gains identity when the pulverising rhythms and swirling, plunking basslines kick into the riff and Tremblay’s terrible roar. The soft noodlings of ‘Ikuma’ are surrounded by barely controlled, brutal intensity, perfectly characterising the capricious moods of the sound; some phenomenal stickwork morphing grotesque atmospherics, robotic sampling and eerie tones into a somehow cohesive whole.

Unfortunately, Tremblay’s undoubted talent appears to grow too self-indulgent for his own good. The gradual influence of strings and a developing harder edge isn’t enough to detract from the fact that this evolves into an experience only fully enjoyed by the real muso. This apparent need to display technical ability starts to supersede song structure and by the closing, oscillating horror of ‘Unnuak’ it’s begun to grate rather seriously.  It’s staggering stuff of course, the quality cannot be denied, and there remain shows of power from the drums at least, but the rambling complexities wash away much of the interest long before the lazy horns of the closing ‘Anirniit’. Dampening that early promise, Tuurngait proves to be just too much hard work.

 

5.5/10

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PAUL QUINN

 

 


Palm Reader – Beside The Ones We Love

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Palm Reader are one of those bands who have been steadily bubbling under the surface in recent years. Their live shows have consistently impressed, and often outshine anything they’ve put down on record. Now whilst this is the common view with Palm Reader, wait until you hear Beside The Ones We Love (In At The Deep End). It may be considered a bit of a dark horse, but this is almost certainly looking like one of the albums of the year. Similar to the Architects release last year, this truly could be the album to explode them above surface and into the consciousness of a far larger audience.

Fundamentally the band are often tagged under the ‘Hardcore’ scene, but as soon as you throw this record on and ‘I Watched The Fire Chase My Tongue’ explodes into an absolute onslaught of noise you’ll immediately begin to draw comparisons to the Mathcore style of The Dillinger Escape Plan. That is because Palm Reader haven’t just produced stuff similar to what they’ve done before, they’ve taken their sound, expanded on it and struck absolute gold.

It doesn’t really let up either as ‘Pedant’ and ‘By The Ground We’ve Defined’ keep it rolling and pummelling into your face. Creatively on this record, Palm Reader have gone completely beyond what they’ve done in the past. You’ll listen back to this album a lot, not only because it is absolutely brilliant, but because with each listen you’ll still be surprised by each little twist and all the nuances, it constantly changes path down a road you don’t expect. Again this will easily ignite comparisons to the great Dillinger Escape Plan, but this album is that good, it truly is of that level. Because even despite all the frenzied powerful riffs throwing you all over the place there are still really anthemic chest pumping moments, most notably on ‘Sing Out, Survivor’.

When a band begins to build hype, and you’re not absolutely convinced on what they’re able to do to live up to it, there is no better feeling than hearing said band release a record which grabs that hype and throws a grenade in its mouth. Palm Reader’s stock will rise with the release of Beside The Ones We Love and it is absolutely what they deserve.

A phenomenal record from an extremely talented band.

 

9.0/10

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TOM DONNO