JC Satan - Sick Of Love

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4...according to our Business Lady on Thu 04 Nov, 2010.

This album is Slovenly's 100th release!!! Congratulations lads. You'll be pleased to hear that this 100th outing is a good one too. J.C Satan feature Meatards man Arthur Satan as chief songwriting and along with lyricist Paula H, they've crafted a record of ugly, unwanted and vengeful tracks suited to your druggy nights out and your messy nights in. Sitting somewhere between Thee Oh Sees, Women and My Bloody Valentine, these folks are happy assaulting the ear as they are sending you of into dreamy psychedelic territory. Stylistically they are very similar to Thee Oh Sees garage rock sound though they don't play with quite the same military precision and it's obvious they ain' t as punk rock. In some ways this could be compared to bits of Royal Trux output if only for the obvious reference to serious alcohol and drug that lingers throughout the record. At times it's a full on lairy party animal licking the face of the DJ and insisting he plays something by The Velvet Underground but more often than not it's just slumped in the corner, drooling on itself with a needle hanging from it's wrist. Beautifully fucked up stuff.

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100th release on the Slovenly label, and what an album...Arthur Satàn (also of MEATARDS), the principal songwriter in the band, was a protege of Looch Vibrato of France s reknowned acid-punk duo MAGNETIX, who are no strangers to the process of creating and delivering well crafted skull shattering sounds. Arthur, together with J.C. Satàn s lyricist Paula H., have concocted a swirling mix of lyrically abstract songs about morning-after sex in a drug haze ( Woke up late in the morning, In a bed full of Stories, There s no love, No romance, Just a jerk in a coma - From Your Place ), and fighting one s way out of Hell ( This wasn t my room, That wasn t my house, I saw my cat flying through the sky... This is my arm, That is my sword, Against the darkness, Like a superhero (From Superhero ). And the music? Similarities to THEE OH SEES can be pinpointed, but in concept alone. This is by no means a band who s latching on to a current sound in any way. There are more Black Lips imitators out there now than there ever was for the Oblivians/ Gories, but J.C. Satàn has avoided trends and triteness to develop into a completely mature unit, defining their own style, and have wound up in a league of their own. Musically the melodies have more in common with the darker psych melodies of Can ( She Brings The Rain especially), Os Mutantes ( Ave Lucifer, specifically), The Beatles ( Sun King, one of Abbey Road s most beautifully haunting moments) and perhaps even Pink Floyd at their moodiest. Sick of Love transports you, grinning, through a maze of sunshine, nitrous oxide and mushrooms, then crescendos and climaxes into a wall of gorgeous-yet-hateful mid-tempo feedback driven fist shakers a la the Jesus and Mary Chain, reminding you that this is more about just being pretty. It s also about being ugly and unloved, yet strong enough to to fight against the darkness like a superhero.

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