Tag Archives: Noise

Happy Diving – Big World

because in my room now, i feel so divine
not a worry running through my mind

As kids we used to play in sandboxes, build castles and towers only to destroy them with pure force. Our parents would say that this was just a boy thing. Some way down the line we learned to control this anger or the lust for destruction and channeled it into something else. Nowadays I find myself sitting in a pub on a night out with my friends and a ever growing urge to smash my bottle or glass of beer against the wall or on the floor. I imagine the glass shattering into thousand little pieces. And I picture the smile on my face while doing so.

You could call it immature. And maybe you even find this a little disturbing. But I reassure you that I’m or never was a violent one. I’m hardly ever angry at someone for more than five minutes. My fuse is very long and very hard to ignite. But I feel this urge for destruction is kind of human. It’s part of us, embedded in our dna and we are always looking for an outlet.

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BettyOetker – Barricades

Conscience separates man from else creatures

When gang-vocals turn into gang-growls you know you’re deep into dark territory. The six songs on ‘Barricades’ don’t offer a lot of condolences for the weak hearted. This is hardcore with a much darker and desperate twist than what has become so beloved by fans of “The Wave”. The guitars are creating a barricade themselves. The noise is deafening. The vocals are merciless, the drums dry as desert sand and the bass is a growling steamhammer. It’s only fitting that the artwork consists of an old train.

The whole mini album reminds me of my first footsteps into hardcore. With the likes of Terror or Sick of It All offering tough guy vocals cornering “us versus them”. But were these guys created a sense of togetherness, BettyOetker are offering a less including approach. It’s more like addressing directly how fucked up this world is and trying to break it all down with their massive sound. Mind you, there are moments of unity in the lyrics. They just don’t sound like they want to be shouted by a bunch of male tough guys.

The intro of ‘Burn Down Your Shield’ offers the first 40 seconds of respiration. Until you’re back down in the dirtiest of mosh parts. Some parts remind me of early Shai Hulud just with less rhythm changes. Some parts are always a little bit doom. While others go so fast into your face you could think of youth crew. But anyway, this is a great 6 song massacre! And oh my, the vinyl version looks delicious!

‘Barricades’ is out now via Ampire Records.
You should pick up your copy here!
Give the band a like here!

Cloud Nothings – Here and Nowhere Else

I’m not telling you all I’m going through
I feel fine!

There’s not many bands that blew me away just as much as Cloud Nothings did with their last album “Attack on Memory” in 2012. It was a perfect mix of melodies, fuzz, feedback and anger. Finally a guitar album again! And don’t forget the perfect Steve Albini production! Finally something for me again, something not many took notice of, but an album I kept telling people about. I kept playing this album to friends, when they were over. I kept nagging the people I know at the label month in, month out about their next record. And finally, it is here.

Cloud Nothings

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Ovlov – AM

When I grew up, I played in bands. My first musical outing was a 2-piece punk band. We practiced in my neighbours bedroom every friday after school. I carried my amp, my guitar and a little PA over, we set up and played. I remember how easy it was to write songs for that band. I felt like our songs would someday change the world. So I tried to put effort in the lyrics. A few weeks ago, I stumbled over a folder from that time. And to be honest, the lyrics where pathetic. But hey, it was all fun. We had a band! We played gigs and some people actually enjoyed it.

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Perfect Pussy – I have lost all desire for feeling

her eyes fell low and heavy with shame and cum

Four songs in just about 14 minutes are sometimes enough to say what needs to be said. 14 minutes can be enough to make a real statement. Enough, to make your message clear and to let everyone know your intentions. Perfect Pussy (what a name) from Syracuse, NY don’t take a second longer. It’s the intensity of the vocals, the sparse production and the dirty guitar and drums that make this a tour de force. Not even the added synthesizer in “III” can calm the listener down – the two antidromic vocal lines make sure that doesn’t happen. But above all it’s the lyrics that pull you down by your hair, smash you to the floor and keep on kicking you in the teeth.

we’re not standing in the back, we’re safest near the exit

Examples for the quality of the lyrics can be found in all of the songs. It’s almost like every line has the quality to stand by itself. You know these pictures of nature with some wise-ass line written on them? Well, Perfect Pussy could make 100 cards/pictures out of their four songs without a problem. It’s just that the pictures would not be beautiful but a little different. It’s not that there is no beauty in them – rather the opposite in my opinion, but they don’t appear that way at first glance. The honesty is striking: ‘there is a sick grace inherent in healing, it’s like peeling off my skin. It’s like feeling everything for the first time, like it’s finally sinking in.’ or ‘first i was stronger, then i was softer, now i am frightened, look at me now. somehow we managed to make it this far- seems now everything has changed. i don’t want to know.’ You feel every word as if you had written the lines yourself. A trade not a lot of people master.

So no matter what you think about the name or the dirty music. I highly recommend you give this a listen and take the time to read the lyrics. It might just all fall into the perfect place. It did for me. Really looking forward to the new material – whenever it will arrive!
You can order their tape here.

Joyce Manor – Of All Things I Will Soon Grow Tired

Joyce Manor

Two chords are all it takes to get drawn into this record. What follows is a quick fix of lo-fi pop no wave teenie punk galore. 9 Songs – less than 15 Minutes. If the band wanted to make this album some kind of statement, then well done guys.

Usually I can listen to the album in its entity twice on my way to work and believe me, it’s not a long way to work. I love putting this album on in the morning. Especially when it is freezing outside. It gives you a right kick up the arse. Full blown noise, crashing drums, rumbling bass and soar vocals. The major difference to the odd punk band from around the block does exist though. It is the melodies and harmonies that lie hidden underneath the carpet of dirt and dust. I guess it is this sexy, unsexy appearance of the music that turns my inner music-loving-girly-instincts on. Continue reading Joyce Manor – Of All Things I Will Soon Grow Tired