I remember
the first time I heard the intense emotion of bands such as Usurp Synapse, Neil
Perry and Jeromes Dream. Spending minutes, sometimes almost hours, just
digging through the layer of noise and finally coming up with beautifully
executed melodies, passionate performance and all in all amazing craftsmanship.
The intense emotions being packed into small compact bursts of exploding noise.
I just loved it. That was the
late-1990s to mid-2000s, and I just got into most of these bands just before,
or slightly after, they disbanded. And ever since that, I haven’t quite had the
same feeling listening to emo-violence; I felt bands couldn’t get their heads
wrapped around what made those bands so good. It’s not enough to just copy the
band; you have to know what you want to do and what you want.
Cue Gas Up
Yr Hearse!, one of the best bands around these days. They take from the old
school of screamo/ emo-violence and add their own take to it, mixing mid90s emo
melodies as well as inspiration from other hardcore/ metal genres. On this
5-track EP, none of the songs hit the 1minute mark. Add titles that take about
a minute to read out loud, and you’ll get the idea. It’s like grindcore for the
emo kids. The EP starts off with the extremely intense One Hundred Years From Now I’ll Be Crawling From My Tomb, combining
complicated and intricate drums with extremely distorted guitars and a
gut-wrenching dual vocal attack, combining both “traditional” hardcore vocals
with high-pitched shrieks not unlike Jeromes Dream and Devola.
The EP
continues its destructive path with And
As Her Hand Slowly Crept Up My Spine, adding a more rock’n’roll-twist to
the guitar riffs, making for a subtle and groovy feel before crushing the whole
dream with a brutal breakdown that’s not only fitting, but hard as hell. The
ringing in your ears hasn’t gone away before the third attack; Haunted By The Skeleton In My Own Body,
which is easily my favourite track on the EP. Mathcore-ish drums set up the
extreme terror these 30seconds have to offer with the high-pitched shrieks
piercing your eardrums while the more traditional hardcore vocals works more as
background filler than vocals, making it all sound like a perfectly executed
assassination on your eardrums.
At the End of My Biography I’ll Be Dead follows the previous three tracks
with a heavier leaning towards the chaotic spectre the band is capable of
performing, unleashing 37seconds of pure fury with some good old mosh parts and
breakdowns in the middle of it. The band’s last track, they’re longest on the
EP (at 54 seconds) rounds the release of leaving you exhausted, but wanting
more. That’s Not Where I Remembered
Leaving My Coffin is a mixture of all previous songs with the mathcore-ish
drums, chaotic overload and dual vocal-attacks over a subtle grooving riff.
The few seconds of silence after the EP is over feels like hours. I
personally needed to hear the EP six times to get the hang of it, and that’s a
good thing in my ears. This EP shows an extremely talented and hardworking band
with both legs planted solid on the ground, letting their roots creep up their
legs and inspire them, but not being consumed by them as to not do their own
thing. This is really a band to watch out for; their ethics,
sound, their love for DIY... It’s amazing.
Buy It:
Band is currently sold out, BUT they will make more. Check Plastic Smiles
Records (plasticsmilesrecords.storenvy.com) as they might have a few copies
left. Or just download the EP from bandcamp.
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