Me likey, me really, really likey.
Sounding like the bastard offspring of early Jawbox and
The Blood Brothers, Young Widows takes a darker
turn with panache'. Post-hardcore rock never sounded so crisp
and dissonant, to the end that this album lives and breathes with
a life all of its own. YW just owns this music, grabbing the listener
by the throat with an ardor and zeal unsurpassed in today's scene.
Production beautifully captures the passion and violence, packing
more energy into each track than seems humanly possible; all profit
from a deft guiding hand. Vocals, while monotonous, carry significance
and drive, never-ceasing to captivate. Guitars work overtime to
weave sense and nonsense into each song creating some very interesting
pieces. Distorted bass features as a central point and it gives
consistency and structure to the melee' - and gives me great flashbacks
of Girls Against Boys style lines. Drums benefit the most
from production as the fierce pounding is brought forward and
then reined in to manifest into this divine juggernaut of an entity.
This genre is a hard one to nail. Through the spectrums you can
always go "too" one way; too discordant, too heavy or
too artsy - among others. But it seems with YW that they have
perfected some scientific way of determining the exact center
of the arc of sound to hit that sweet spot, accomplishing what
has rarely been seen before. Bravo.
Almost every song is buzz worthy and different, creating a masterpiece
of a record from back to front, although I will continue to come
back for such greats as "Formererer", "Mirrorfucker"
and "New Forest" - tracks that just slap me silly every
time I listen to them. Rarely will I say this, so listen closely:
Go get this album now.
1. Settle Down City
2. Almost Dead Beat
3. Glad He Ate Her
4. Small Talk
6. Bruised Knees
8. The Charmers
9. New Forest
10. The First Half
11.We Don't Know
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