RE/VOLT are a new band with crushing power and intense speed. Their debut EP ‘This is our war’ due out in 2013, was recorded in Killing Joke’s recent rehearsal space in Hill Valley Studios. The bands line up boasts members of such greats as Extreme Noise Terror, Killing Joke, Gallows and Raw Noise. With such an unrelenting onslaught of power and roaring venom, you’d know they have experience at this. Dean Jones from ENT is instantly recognizable on vocals, the drilling drums of Lee Barratt from Gallows are as tight as ever. Guitar wise there is no Killing Joke influence here, but certainly heavy solid riffs throughout.
Of course this band has had a previous kinship. Kneill X (ex-Killing Joke) played with Dean (ENT) before in the band Disgust. And Chino has played along with Dean in Raw Noise, Death Dealers and Extreme Noise Terror. You can hear echos of those collaborations on this ep too. The title track has been ringing around in my head since I heard it. Mainly the end of it, it has this heavy chugging guitar and the word ‘war’ in a chant-like roar left lingering there, before it continues into vigorous riffs again. A raging debut EP from RE/VOLT.
One of the best things about living in the Bay Area is getting to see shows like this one. Brainoil is a supremely Heavy band that features Nate on Guitars/Vocals from the legendary band Destroy, Ira on Drums from Watch Them Die & Greg on Bass/Vocals from I Will Kill You Fucker & Dead Language. They are all very respected and looked up to in the scene and for good reason, they are fucking incredible. It’s rare that you get the opportunity to watch one of the best Heavy bands in America play a free basement show – This is 40 minutes of Brainoil ruling in their hometown of Oakland, California.
Okus are a very new Irish band having only played their first gig in October of this year. But are very much old hands music wise with members having played in The Dagda, Bleeding Rectum, Fuckhammer, Sodb and more. They are to me like a hybrid between crusty death metal, grind and doom. With their music taking a real nihilistic and bleak look at the world based on religion in some way, through war, religion, economics etc.
There are a lot of bands playing crusty death metal. But Okus bring an eerie disturbed feeling into it. Which at times wanders into a slow doomy landscape before intense frenzied riffs take you somewhere else. A great example of this is in the track ‘Blood and oil’. Which starts off with big pounding primal drums and low bass which gradually builds through distorted decay and background noise. The track keeps building, until it changes quickly into extreme grind, then to a slow heavy riff and then off again. They have just completed some new recordings which will be available from the band.
Now this is fucking ultra sick to listen to and watch: NEUROSIS 1992 live in Italy. A hour’s worth of footage that has them blazing through Souls at Zero material plus a Dead Kennedys cover. Shout out to Killthatcat for turning us on to this…Fuck all of the chit chat, peep NEUROSIS killing it 1992 styles after the jump!
They say you can’t judge a book by it’s cover but in the case of Ilsa the cover of “Intoxicantations” tells a whole lot about what’s to come. A tiger with a tab of LSD on it’s tongue, a tangle of weeds, skulls, eyes, and centipedes, lines being cut, a free-based tooth. Horrific, intoxicant soaked doomed out death metal that’s equal parts brutal as it is mind-altering. Following up 2010′s excellent debut record, Tutti il Colori del Buio Ilsa return with another crusted out attack on sobriety. Intoxicantations is a lengthy record, over 10 tracks ranging from two minute bursts of rage to six plus minutes of punishing doom. The introduction sets the stage perfectly. Ominous, martial drumming with strangled ambiance merges with panicked descriptions of drug use and the occult, merging with the opening track “Foreign Lander”. Crusty riffing, d-beat drums, and Orion’s furious vocal delivery make up the backbone of this record. There is something particularly punishing about Ilsa’s brand of death/doom, and Intoxicantations dials it up a notch. The sludged out guitar and and abyssal drumming provide an oppressive, funereal atmosphere to this record.
The eponymous track, “Intoxicantations” is pure doom. Serving as a powerful contrast to the slowed down riffing, the drumming on this track, and record as a whole, is something to behold. Bursts of double bass drop in when necessary then dissipate into ethereal cymbal crashes, never overwhelming, but always there, pressing on your chest. Paeans to drugs and satan make up the core of this records lyrics. It’s wild, hallucinatory imagery that fits well with the death-tinged atmosphere. The next track, “Deadbeat’s Ballad” takes on a more traditional heavy metal tone, something that happens a few times on this record, invoking bands like Red Fang or Howl. Buried gang vocals are the first thing you’ll notice about this track. ”Deadbeat’s Ballard” is high energy even when the listener is being buried under the massive riffing and wild drumming, ultimately leading to a massive conclusion.
All Photos: Ted Reckoning
Despite some unwelcome shenanigans on the 2nd night of Vancouver’s 8th annual DISTORT FEST, the third night went off well and featured performances by CRIMSON SCARLET, OUST, DERAS KRIG, DEATHCOUNT, SKABIIS, NIGHT NURSE, ASILE, BELLICOSE MINDS and WOLFBRIGADE. All bands killed it, and Ted Reckoning has provided us with photographic proof of it! Check out his gallery of photos after the jump, and start getting ready for next year’s fest!
Text and Photos: Andy Social Photography
Barely drinkable draft, studded leathers and ear-splitting decible levels… Distort Fest Volume 8 was everything a punk fest should be. After a late start the crowd was thirsty for more than booze when opening act Absurdist hit the stage, and shit got gnarly fast. Short sets were the order of the night and before I knew it, Rapid Loss was closing out the show with more fury than a wolverine on bath salts. It would be impossible to name any one band as a highlight, they were all rad and put on one hell of a show. I didn’t make it to the after show show because I had to move the next day, but if it was anywhere near as good as the show at Iron Road Studio I totally missed out. Unfortunately night two didn’t go down as expected… Some douche nozzle broke a car window near the venue which brought in all kinds of unwanted attention. By the time I got to the show the place was shut down and everyone was scattering with no clear idea where the show would be moved to. After hearing a few different possibilities I decided to grab a sixer and go home. Weak, I know. Here are my shots from night number one, check em out! My buddy Ted Reckoning did the work for night three and he’s awesome so check out his shots too (stay tuned for those on CVLT Nation…).
Occultist formed in the last couple years… why would you do that?
Jim: A few years ago a tentacled malevolence reached out to us from the great beyond demanding that we not play trend metal or rap-rock, and so Occultist was born.
What kind of drug stimulants do you use to prop up your anemic, vegan bassist, Nathaniel?
Anonymous Occultist Member: In short, all of them. Like most bassists, he isn’t good for much anything else. We’ve caught him numerous times huffing avocado in the van, doing lines of peanut butter in the bathroom, and walking the street for vegan mayonnaise. Despite this, Kent is really good at reminding him to smoke his crack on tour, and this keeps him from taking the veggies too far!
Who would you Marry, Fuck, and Kill from the following, and why: Deviated Instinct, Amebix, Rudimentary Peni?
Jim: As stinky as this business could quickly become we’d fuck or kill any of them but marriage is too cruel a fate for such killer bands; after all we’re not savages.
Do you get a lot of flack from the metal scene for having a girl in the band? Or do you think the scene has grown up enough to look at Leland as just a great drummer?
Anonymous Occultist Member: Leland gets harassed by suitors at nearly every gig. Sometimes it can be pretty stressful; we have a system in place and generally it works. Kind of a Chris Kattan playing the character “Mango” on Saturday Night Live thing. What I’m saying is that Leland fucked Garth Brooks.
Photo: Glenn Cocoa
Today we’re stoked to be streaming in full the new album by Downfall of Gaia, Suffocating in the Swarm of Cranes, available now on CD, and on vinyl pre-order HERE, and available worldwide on October 9th! Check out their track by track description and stream below…
Text: Downfall of Gaia
– drowning by wing beats -
In a fast moving time such as today, we must deal with increasing pressure from outside, making it far too easy to lose control of oneself.
With the loss of control, reality seems like a dark veil that can not be shaken off.
Trying to find any sort of exit seems to force you into a dark and downward spiral.
In situations like this, your own thoughts become the worst enemy.
– in the rivers bleak -
Reality is taking it’s toll and the growing weights on your back seems to bury you.
Scarred by insomnia life seems surreal while you are trapped between depression and insanity.
The fear of being trapped in this forever is leaving you alone in perplexity and helplessness.
– i fade away -
Overcharged and unaware of what to do, hope seems to be the last shield against reality.
Ashamed and almost broken you are trying to keep things dark but it’s way too obvious for people to see that you are defenselessly heading towards the end.
The try to hide ends in deceiving oneself.
This was the second year of Filthfest in Dublin city, so after last years two day festival being so good, it was a must to go again this year. After arriving I had to visit the usual haunts in Dublin on any visit, Into The Void Records, Chapters bookshop and Delhi O’Deli for some Indian street food. Then off to the venue called ‘The Pint’ a long Dublin city’s quays, the bar has that traditional Irish pub look. But then you look in the window and you notice some facial tattoos and mean looking bearded fuckers necking back Guinness… but that of course is the band Coldwar. So then straight up to the rooftop of the place for a great post apocalyptic looking vegan barbecue, grilled on an old burnt out shopping trolley. Then the filthy feedback started rising up to the roof.