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18 : AUGUST :
08 Members ZooG and DestroyX are still manufacturing the bombastic cut-and-paste rhythms found on their debut and shouting over the top of the music with their brand of dizzyingly assertive and often times clever slam poetry but this time out they actually adopt a sort of sing-song nature with some of the vocals that stretches their simplistic delivery and broadens the dynamics of their core sound. "Skinny Little Bitch" plays off a melodic cheat that winds up the chorus with a catty La-La-La-La which renders the song infectious and irresistible. The stop/start rhythm that drives "Paint Hell Red" is propelled by an almost plainsong style of tense chanting that injects a haunting allure to the immediacy of Angelspit's approach. At times it sounds as though the duo took to tearing apart the recording studio and banging things together just to see what it sounded like, then added it to a song. There's an inherent chaos to the music which makes it seem unstable, yet the framework of each number is tethered to a basic verse-chorus template allowing it to remain palatable to the average listener. A track like "Devilicious" lends itself to the disco-era work of Afrika Bambaataa even while retaining a contemporary dark Industrial melody matched with subversive lyrical wizardry. They've made attempts at transcending their fetishist image with content that embraces a more socio-political edge, as on "Red" and "Kill Kitty". It works astoundingly well on the aggressive latter track but not so much on the overly repetitive former. Even so, the moments where the album isn't as good as it possibly could be are still enjoyable. Angelspit don't seem capable of providing a dull moment. "Lust Worthy" has a heavy mid-tempo cadence that may not be quick enough for dancefloor denizens seeking high BPM rates but will be just the kind of acerbic acidity you need after a frustrating day at work. Let's just hope the speakers you installed in your vehicle can deal with the aural assault this act puts together. While not a major aspect of their sound guitars are occasionally employed to add more distortion and crunch to the proceedings but they are barely noticeable among all the clamor. Tracks like "Girl Poison" and the album closer "Jugular" seem impossibly heavy with or without guitar and the layering on display throughout this release is almost too rich, yet provides surprises with every listen and seems to be the key to the music's wildly imaginative flair. You'll pick up on something different with every spin. Blood Death Ivory should certainly
serve to catapult this act beyond the well-deserved attention of
their debut. Angelspit have crafted an album built to kick craters
in club floors or provide cathartic car rides that will test the
limits of audiophile architects. At the very least it's going to
piss off your parents, your neighbors and anyone who happens to
be in close proximity of this lethal barrage of digitally crafted
ordnance. >> Read original review: |
