Whoís to say why I can listen to the all out assault of Challenger,
while equally caustic bands like Hiretsukan send me
to the chemists for pain reliever. Thereís some undetectable
element that makes this bombastic dissonance far more preferable
than another. Most likely, Knut have experimented with
and perfected the tonality to a point of being abrasive but
still enjoyable. Ironically, the most annoying song is the
semi-acoustic "58.788." The one designed to offer
a break from the mayhem. So nondescript that it could have
been Love & Rockets for all I knew. The quiet repetition
went unanswered by vocals at a time they could have carried
an intelligible message.
The disturbed mess of "Whacked Out" has jagged
tones that ring in your head. Meanwhile the rattling bass
scrambles your yarbles. If youíve got any yarbles. The confusing
rhythms on "Repressed" give you a neck-ache for
wondering where itís coming from and where itís going. The
lead screamerís roar sounds like the jet engine in a Neubauten
deconstruction. "El Nino" has the guitars frantically
searching for an exit underneath. The secret may be the tension
they create. In a genre not known for mental stimulation,
this gets your synapses shooting off like a teenaged boy at
The build on "Neon Guide," now thereís the thing.
You know itís coming and theyíre holding out on you. But you
hang on enjoying the tease. Through the fuzz and gravel, a
melody is actually plenty prominent. The swampy "H/armless"
has a milder guitar sirening in the background while the heavy
chunking keeps it in check. Reminds me of Prong. "Ice
Will" is high-speed insanity. The fancy stepping rhythms
have to maneuver with precision. "March" comes in
like a Neolithic hunter stomping and bashing. It plods heavy
with determination, never truly reaching rage until fifteen
minutes in. After the instruments have dropped out one by
one, the target is found. And the bloodshed commences. I donít
usually have the patience for this sort of grandiose epic,
but somehow it still has my interest.
Folks into Coalesce, Crowbar, pissing off girlfriends
and Nordic hammer of Thor type stuff will be all up on this
Knut. As stated, this ainít my bag but Iím sure as hell going
to rifle through it.
ó Ewan Wadharmi
- Whacked Out
- El Nino
- Neon Guide
- Ice Will
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