Rating: While they're certainly not reinventing hardcore or noise rock, this melodic take on noisy lo-fi punk is enjoyable from start to finish. The album already has a fair deal of hype surrounding it which I feel it could never live up to, still this album contains a unique charm of its own.
Melodic punk? What a novel idea! While you and I were scratching our heads and being useless, these brainiacs from Syracuse were reinventing music, The band, fronted by Meredith Graves, have created a destructively expressive album that clocks in less than 25 minutes. The songs are generally short and fast because, you know, it's a hardcore album. All of the songs are noisey as fuck with the instruments and the shit recording all combining together into an expressionistic show of sound. The early songs on the album are manic Sonic Youth emulations, while the following songs are encased in post-hardcore melodic whinery. The whole endeavor is so endearing in how personal and emotional Graves sounds, the guitar screeches of feedback, or how impossible it seems that these these chaotic noisey dins could sound so hopeful. The final two tracks are a bit of a let down, the penultimate "Advance Upon the Real" opts for two minutes of punk and three minutes of gentle tape loops which kills the momentum.
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