This band had several demos
out, including one recorded on the sides of hip hop singles. At least they're
having fun. In the song title department they are having fun, as well. Songs
like "Voorhees, Krueger, Myers , and Bush", "We attack At Dawn", "I Don't Care
How Many Times You've Seen Fight Club, You Aren't Tyler Durden", and "Even
Slaves Will Be Swimming In the Blood of the Iron Fist" offer an original
approach at song titling. Lyrically, things are serious with a little
light-heartedness thrown in. The vocals are scalding, like boiling hot water
loosening the flesh from your face. These guys use a lot of distortion in their
sound, which is thrash, punk, grind, and stoner rock. Did I mention they use
LOTS of distortion? At least it sounds like it. They use it to their advantage
in creating their own sound, which is admirable and much needed in music today,
as so many bands sound the same. These guys are fresh and original and offer the
soundtrack you'd hear in the middle of a funnel cloud moving across Kansas. This
is excellent stuff!! (Mike Salamone)
Bad
Acid Trip – ‘Lynch The Weirdo’ (Serjical Strike Records)
I was shocked to see Serj
Tankian from System Of A Down put this out on his record label. This sounds
nothing like S.O.A.D., luckily!! It reminds me more of Macabre's ‘Sinister
Slaughter’ release. There is not one dull moment on this CD. Every measure
brings something different, especially in the vocal category. It's like
listening to a bad acid trip. Yet this one is enjoyable. The lyrics are very
well written, and are serious with a little sarcasm thrown in. The CD starts
with a woman having an orgasm, which doesn't seem to fit what this bands about,
other than a little goofiness. But the music speaks for itself and is very
impressive. It's heavy thrash mixed with punk and a few grindbeats tossed in for
good measure. Kind of like if Thought Industry was heavier. As I said, the
entire CD is phenomenal, with standout songs like "Strange Humans", "Join the
Circus", "Plate of Shrimp", and "People With Terrible Visions", which is a short
grinder to end the CD. I really look forward to any future material. (Mike
Salamone)
Debut release by this UK band I have never heard of before
– self-released (I think) in a vinyl-only edition of 500 copies. And it sure
knocked me on my ass. While at a casual listen, this doesn’t sound that
different from any number of garagey bands that have listened to a lot of Pussy
Galore (most notably the Hunches), this is a lot more interesting in my book.
The LP starts off very much in that vein with “First Strike” and “Black Time”.
While keeping the noise level high, things get a little more punk rock on
“Catholic Discipline” and “Young Professionals”. Side one ends on an ugly note
with “Shadows” with the singer sounding a bit more somber ranting about lost
friends and not wanting to leave his room. Side two continues the ugliness –
even the punkier tunes like “Backdoor Man” and “Falling Down” sound more
desperate. More of side two continues on a dingier note, culminating with “Safe
In Heaven Dead”, a five-minute dirge with most of the vocals consisting of the
singer screaming “I’M SCARED” at the top of his lungs. Plenty of discs I
own/review here are great party material – this one is best left until 4AM when
the party is over and nothing but a bad mood and a half-empty bottle of cheap
bourbon are left behind. Best listened to start to finish – “Blackout” is an
apt title – the record starts out fun if a little crazy, gets ugly quick, and
when it’s over you wonder what the fuck just happened? (Russ Romance)
Pure brutality meets masterful musicianship and flawless
production for this EP of bitter anti-love songs. Vocalist/lyricist Ryan
Kennedy would appear to have some relationship issues, and rather than see a
therapist, he’s chosen to work them out through Caligula’s music. The music,
surgically precise metal, is the perfect accompaniment for Ryan’s tortured howls
about love gone bad. And thanks to the always incredible engineering of Bill
Korecky, every note stabs into your eardrums with crystal clarity. While I
personally like a little more melody and traditional songcraft in my music, if
you’re into the “metalcore” thing, you’d be a fool to pass this up. (Bob
Ignizio)
This band had several demos
out, including one recorded on the sides of hip hop singles. At least they're
having fun. In the song title department they are having fun, as well. Songs
like "Voorhees, Krueger, Myers , and Bush", "We attack At Dawn", "I Don't Care
How Many Times You've Seen Fight Club, You Aren't Tyler Durden", and "Even
Slaves Will Be Swimming In the Blood of the Iron Fist" offer an original
approach at song titling. Lyrically, things are serious with a little
light-heartedness thrown in. The vocals are scalding, like boiling hot water
loosening the flesh from your face. These guys use a lot of distortion in their
sound, which is thrash, punk, grind, and stoner rock. Did I mention they use
LOTS of distortion? At least it sounds like it. They use it to their advantage
in creating their own sound, which is admirable and much needed in music today,
as so many bands sound the same. These guys are fresh and original and offer the
soundtrack you'd hear in the middle of a funnel cloud moving across Kansas. This
is excellent stuff!! (Mike Salamone)
I was shocked to see Serj
Tankian from System Of A Down put this out on his record label. This sounds
nothing like S.O.A.D., luckily!! It reminds me more of Macabre's ‘Sinister
Slaughter’ release. There is not one dull moment on this CD. Every measure
brings something different, especially in the vocal category. It's like
listening to a bad acid trip. Yet this one is enjoyable. The lyrics are very
well written, and are serious with a little sarcasm thrown in. The CD starts
with a woman having an orgasm, which doesn't seem to fit what this bands about,
other than a little goofiness. But the music speaks for itself and is very
impressive. It's heavy thrash mixed with punk and a few grindbeats tossed in for
good measure. Kind of like if Thought Industry was heavier. As I said, the
entire CD is phenomenal, with standout songs like "Strange Humans", "Join the
Circus", "Plate of Shrimp", and "People With Terrible Visions", which is a short
grinder to end the CD. I really look forward to any future material. (Mike
Salamone)
Debut release by this UK band I have never heard of before
– self-released (I think) in a vinyl-only edition of 500 copies. And it sure
knocked me on my ass. While at a casual listen, this doesn’t sound that
different from any number of garagey bands that have listened to a lot of Pussy
Galore (most notably the Hunches), this is a lot more interesting in my book.
The LP starts off very much in that vein with “First Strike” and “Black Time”.
While keeping the noise level high, things get a little more punk rock on
“Catholic Discipline” and “Young Professionals”. Side one ends on an ugly note
with “Shadows” with the singer sounding a bit more somber ranting about lost
friends and not wanting to leave his room. Side two continues the ugliness –
even the punkier tunes like “Backdoor Man” and “Falling Down” sound more
desperate. More of side two continues on a dingier note, culminating with “Safe
In Heaven Dead”, a five-minute dirge with most of the vocals consisting of the
singer screaming “I’M SCARED” at the top of his lungs. Plenty of discs I
own/review here are great party material – this one is best left until 4AM when
the party is over and nothing but a bad mood and a half-empty bottle of cheap
bourbon are left behind. Best listened to start to finish – “Blackout” is an
apt title – the record starts out fun if a little crazy, gets ugly quick, and
when it’s over you wonder what the fuck just happened? (Russ Romance)
Pure brutality meets masterful musicianship and flawless
production for this EP of bitter anti-love songs. Vocalist/lyricist Ryan
Kennedy would appear to have some relationship issues, and rather than see a
therapist, he’s chosen to work them out through Caligula’s music. The music,
surgically precise metal, is the perfect accompaniment for Ryan’s tortured howls
about love gone bad. And thanks to the always incredible engineering of Bill
Korecky, every note stabs into your eardrums with crystal clarity. While I
personally like a little more melody and traditional songcraft in my music, if
you’re into the “metalcore” thing, you’d be a fool to pass this up. (Bob
Ignizio)