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Releases a couple of weeks ago, Eastern Anchor’s new single James the Viking is up on bandcamp for Name You Price! These post indie guitar smashers for Red Bank NJ. Are due to release their new album Drunken Arts and Pure Science on Oct 9th. I’ve heard the album, it’s FAN-FUCKING-TASTIC. I’m impressed but not surprised. I’ll save the full review for the Album’s release, but in the mean time, James The Viking, is a harbinger of how excellent this album is. Check it out and Download it for free at http://easternanchors.bandcamp.com/
Firstly, lets talk about great band names. They Live certainly ranks up there with the best. Check out their single Formaldehyde Face. It’s a tale about a martian and a record collection and a life of general malaise and corn chips. Oh and there’s a rant about Phil Spector.
Holy guitar rock, Batman! The Zoo (Holy City Zoo, that is) is back and bringing it full frontal with their new EP Nobody Sells for Less. The only Crazy Eddie these cats evoke is Iron Maiden’s mascot, though. What I mean is that this album is not a Ponzi scheme or some kind of tax fraud to off shore accounts, this is red blooded american hardcore. Finally something I can clench my fist, bare my teeth and keep my chin upto. Lets dissect this bugger.
War World 5? Not sure, but I’ll say this: The build into the song is great! A little guitar then forceful drums coinciding vocals, then like a stealth bomber she takes off! The chorus rockets off with lead guitar that sounds like its out of an Ikari Warriors reboot for a game system that’s not out yet. The bridge is a battlefield of guitar. A lil calm vocal action then climax and it dies out…
… ONLY To blast back off with Afterburner’s hot riff! She flows into the chorus with dueling vocals… or are they Mexican stand-off vocals? (If this album was made in Mexico they’d just be stand-off vocals). Back to the riff, then we calm down for a build. And lead guitar sounds like a dive-bomb at the peak! Whoa! Ending with a top off. I imagine some kind of Blue Angels figure four deal fading into the sunset, Top Gun Style.
Paper Beats Rock
Spillpeak Media’s Al Vasquez put together a sick video of this song. More reminiscent of HCZ’s previous EP. Pay attention to the the flourishes between vocals on drum and guitar right before the breakdown. That’s one thing about the Zoo, they give you a respite before utterly destroying your face with temperatures approaching absolute infinity. They end it with a little piece of universal truth which is also the song title. And a hard stop.
This could be a b-side from Foo-Fighter’s first Album. The lead-in is followed by a wheeling guitar part and a call/respond vocal part. This is the album’s anthem for sure! Theres a violent trade off on guitar and bass… a small break and a solid piece of drumwork then the fade out. Nobody Sells For Less leaves you as classically as it entered.
So there you are kids. One for the record books! You can find this wonderful EP over at HCZ’s Bandcamp.
“You’re Cut see ya tomorrow.”. My Co-worker tells me unceremoniously.
“What?! It’s 11… I’m out at 12.”
“Yup it’s dead, you can go home.”
“Home…” I begin cackling like a maniac. “yea right it’s 11 pm on Saturday Night… Home.”
Twenty mins later I’m at Trash Bar. I was gonna cab it but hell I’m early I figure I’ll save a buck and walk a little. It’s pretty great out. I hope this null winter happens every year. I get in the door, my glasses fog up, I think I see someone I recognize. It’s Jameson Edwards, guitarist/lead singer for I Am The Heat. No one was sure if I’d make so the look on the guy’s face is pure gold. High Fives ensue. Mike Horaz, Drummer for I Am The Heat (alias Mike Hotel drummer for my band, WarFace) is surrounded as usual by a throng of women. I fight my way through his cadre of admirers and we shoot the shit. “Where’s Billy?” I ask.
Mike points to the bar before being engulfed in a sea of ladies.
“Yo, Dewd!” I say in my excited voice.
Billy laughs as he sees me, he was pretty sure I was stuck at work too. It’s one of those Billy Gray laughs, from the gut. He’s filling in on Bass for this show. I order a drink and we bullshit, then a catch eyes with Julius Myren.
He’s hanging back a little. Turns out he can’t play tonight he cracked a rib snowboarding (He muttered something about damn machine gun turrets and The Albanians…I’m pretty sure Julius is ex Spetsnaz). Anyhow he’s in the crowd with the plebs tonight. “I can’t mosh..” He says shamefully and in part to make sure that I don’t tackle him to get a pit going.
The Show starts… Jameson, Mike and Billy are a force on stage. There’s so much bravado I feel like the stage is might collapse in on itself and form a Black Hole in Williamsburg. Billys new basslines really add a dimension to IATH’s sound. “This Song is about when I met Jameson for the First time in Highschool.” Although Mike clearly has no idea what the songs are about.
They ended with Silver Skies. Julius got on stage Jameson now on full vocal duties. It was out of control.
After the show I was gonna head to another bar to see some friends, but at the last minute I signed up for karaoke and busted out you better you bet by the who. Everyone must have been smashed cuz there was a lot of audience participation.
I wrote this while insanely hungover in my bed 12 the next day… Julius was last seen getting into a car labeled “Free Puppies”. If you have any information leading to his whereabouts dial 1-900-909-jeff and talk to the Fresh Prince himself. (99 cents for the first minute $399 for each additional minute)
I’m trying to have an single review out every fri this year. Today’s choice comes from my buds at Indie Rebellion.
The Pixies meet the They Might Be Giants meets the Violent Femmes, The City of Horses’s songs range from dancey new wave to folky punk. But this song takes the cake for me. It’s bouncy guitar and the contrasting vocals are great. Every guy out there has been a Ben and every girls been a Sally. Or at least we’ve all wanted to. Lines like Ben’s commentary about his boss’s opinion of his in-office romance “I don’t care if he’s stern, his new wife is my old intern.” Fucking spot on. It’s worth a listen for sure. Well done, The City of Horses, Well Done.