It's a testament to how seemingly overdue and anxiously awaited the debut album from Agoraphobic Nosebleed/ex-Enemy Soil grindfather Richard Johnson's Drugs of Faith is that there's no such thing as a casual listen. You're never in danger letting 'Corroded' slip into the background, it's something you'll crank right the hell up and devote your full attention to, because after forming in 2002, teasing us with a 2007 split with Polish riff-manglers Antigama, a 2006 self-titled MCD and a bunch of demos, nine years is an awfully long time to wait for something.'Corroded' rewards the attention you invest in it. It functions perfectly well as a strutting, progressive knockabout – the 'grind' in the 'grind 'n' roll' tag representing an undercurrent of discordance and an omni-present intensity, as opposed to any great wall of noise that'll deter the casual listener like Vlad the Impaler's forest of corpses, but the 'roll' is a subtler checklist of influences and a subtler source of delights. Shades of 108 and hand-on-heart, furrow-browed '90s metallic hardcore in the earnest, pleading exhortations, Fugazi and Helmet style hefty grooves, and the genre-straddling contemporary likes of Tombs, Total Fucking Destruction's weirder, Kool Aid-guzzling moments, and maybe even snatches of Mastodon all bubble up from this swirling concoction like mermaids in Crossed Out t-shirts to caress your ears seductively.
seems good i will check out for this... by the way this blog is awesome! i like the varity of guises added to the roll , i do not comment a lot but i try to read all post!!!
ReplyDeletecheers!!!!!