Wednesday, February 28, 2024

For These About Squawk: Waldo Pecks on Godflesh and Fifth Angel


What’s up? It’s your previous boy Waldo right here, to tell you about some new and upcoming releases, good, dangerous, or in any other case. Keep in mind, I’m not an elitist, you simply have horrible style.

Initially, I’d like to say that I RARELY do evaluations of releases which have already handed—largely it’s about two weeks forward—BUT I’d like to begin out this week’s column with Purge from the almighty Godflesh. I’ve to confess, the predecessor, Submit Self, was a killer document, and I want to say that this birdbrain is a HUGE fan of the Birmingham duo and that features the extra dancey/dub stuff achieved of their later years. Nicely, again to the discharge; EVERYTHING is right here, thick, churning riffs, the rigidity of the drum machine, and the painful screams all around the prime. This type of picks up the place 1992’s Pure left off, (there’s even one letter distinction within the names), however it finally fails in capturing the spirit of Pure. Hip hop beats, and industrial shoegaze are current right here, however it’s probably not sufficient to save lots of the blandness of the entire thing. That’s not saying it sucks, there are about 4 (half of the monitor checklist) of standout songs right here, not fairly making up for the lackluster really feel of the document, however all in all, the bundle simply comes throughout as somewhat uninspired for me. I pecking LOVE Godflesh and this can be a serviceable effort, however not their finest. 6 Fucking Pecks.

What’s with this current spate of previous as beak metallic bands getting again collectively? I suppose metallic is large now, and SOME are even making somewhat bit of cash. Seattle’s Fifth Angel releases their fourth (not fifth, get it?) and their second because the reunion in 2018. There’s not a lot to say about this, it doesn’t sound natural in any respect. Hell, even the movies are tacky and over produced. For a just about unknown energy metallic band whose heyday was in 1989, there are some surprises right here. Singer Peter Oruliian (additionally a fantasy author) has some fairly sturdy vokills for an old-ass dude, even when he joined the band in 2019. Melodic solos abound right here, and generally they’re fairly ripping, and the songs don’t actually drag as a lot as you’d suppose from a bunch of geezers. All in all, I’m probably not positive what viewers they’re attempting to draw right here. In case you are into this AT ALL, go decide up 1989’s Time Will Inform, I obtained that via the “Columbia Home Rip-off.” Let’s say 4.5 Fucking Pecks

Waldo Out!

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