Yeah, That’s Heavy: Depeche Mode, Lustre, Milk Carton Kids and more on this week’s playlist
Sorry for no post last week. I had fallen deathly ill to a stomach flu, rendering me too useless to use a computer let alone make cohesive words and sentences on a keyboard.
Kvelertak - Meir
Releasing just one day following the heart breaking departure of two Baroness veterans, the horror-obsessed, blackened stoner rockers Kvelertak unleash a new LP featuring cover artwork from aforementioned Baroness super genius John Dyer Baizley. I affectionately dubbed Kvelertak the kings of Norwegian black n’ roll when I heard their debut self-titled LP two years ago. Meir retains that crown and rams rack-fulls of motorized melody, boosting blast beats and high energy ,native tongued declarations of I’m-not-sure-what into the cortex. Heart pounding turn-arounds are the jewels upon the fist here, and no song left me unfulfilled or feeling lethargic in regard to its inviting ass-tearing haste. This album suits the mood for several activities: motorcycling, bicycling, skateboarding, running in circles and, my favorite, drinking coffee at 9 in the morning on a Tuesday. If you like meaty guitar melodies, (unorthodox) black metal and/or bands that sound like Truckfighters then just hit play already, ya dingus.
Depeche Mode – Delta Machine
Having been born in the summer of 1988, I won’t pretend I know much about Depeche Mode or several New Wave bands I missed on their rise to supreme electronic music history. What I can be positive of is that Delta Machine aggregates a wonder-filled excerpt of menacingly memorable lyricism and eclectric – yes, eclectic and electric – instrument implementation. The refrains feel as though reality and its pangs are echoing through at the modular rate of a digital heartbeat. Some of these songs, mostly Slow, have a delectable sexual overtone that will make anyone’s pulse pump a tad faster to vary up the invaluable introspective nodes. Thirty-three years after their genesis, DM still transports listeners through their own handcrafted lens with elegance and class, and that is nothing but remarkable.
Lustre - Lost In Lustrous Night Skies
When I saw this posted on the Metal Injection new release list, and consequently noticed a denotation towards black metal, I was a touch confused. Lustre is a one-man effort fathered under the moniker Nachtzeit and hailing from Ostersund, Sweden. The record begins with a hypnotic strain of electronic music that would fit right into the mood of an ambient Atlus Playstation 2 role-playing game OST circa 2001-2004. That’s not a drawback for those who missed that allusion, but rather a beautifully brooding nod. Suddenly a furlong guitar swell rises from the calming dreamscape met with some even further distanced shrieks that remind me of emulated voices from the 16-bit era of sound tracking. This is largely apparent in the third track which consists of a minimal series of synthesized progressions cut together with a haunting shriek that repeats every measure. Lost In Lustrous Night Skies has supercharged my productivity and will now find its way into my well-worn playlist entitled “ambient black metal for home and office.”
High Priest of Saturn - S/T
The High Priest of Saturn, hitting for Trondheim, Norway, steps up to bat … the pitch … and it’s a high fly ball deep to right center field back back back, yeah you get the idea. Rookie of the Week once again belongs to a Doom band, and this trio prefers to mix their smoke with throwback organ ordered psychedelia. Vocals are sacred-sounding and reasonably sparse, so as not to distract from the drive. Continuity burns on with gradual pokes to the flame ridden riffing that slews sluggish and sacramental. The ancient appearing cover art marks a modest medley of four 9+ minute songs sure to stitch a stoned smile across your mug.
The Milk Carton Kids – The Ash & Clay
Youth was not the first word that came to mind upon hearing the introductory track to this one, entitled “Hope Of A Lifetime.” The Milk Carton Kids commit auditory time travel with two guitars, handsome vocal harmonies and enough earnest charm to summon swarms of swooning. Kenneth Pattengale and Joey Ryan mold mature homestyle twang between themselves on recording and, from what I hear, in person since they perform facing one another. I’m tempted to dial in the “NOW KISS” meme. Folk fiends will find fathoms of enjoyment in this LP, and I bet the wax of this would warrant a second glance regardless of price.
Suicidal Tendencies - 13 (Psycho Crossover Thrash)
Julian Lynch – Lines (Experimental Ambient)
Wax Idols - Discipline & Desire (Dreamy Post-Punk)