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This release seems to have been on the horizon for a long time now, but finally the wait is over and the bubblegum pink slab of vinyl is in our hands. Dethscalator play a no-holds-barred brand of noise rock which is drawing lots of well-justified comparisons with the likes of Unsane and Killdozer. These lads really do make a racket - clattering drums, punchy bass, shattered-glass guitar and David Yow-ish vocal ranting all froth together in an unholy brew of poundingly violent tones of the type which will make you happy if you were a teenager in the late-’80s.
In terms of contemporary comparisons, things get harder. All the UK bands peddling that noise rock sound tend to rock a scratchy DIY sound but this is slick, stomping macho-posturing heaviness. I guess Bad Guys and Baltimore’s Dope Body both have similar testosterock tones but Dethscalator, despite their silly name, don’t seem to share their goofball sensibilities, instead opting for a pounding repetitive heaviness which often has a Shit & Shine kind of vicious psychedelicism to it. In places when they get speedy it verges on that thrashy hardcore punk “crossover” style that briefly threatened to be popular in the ‘90s...but not as shit. More like a Melvinsised version of what that stuff should’ve sounded like. If you want your noise rock to sound chunky and violent and 20 years old a la Amphetamine Reptile or Skin Graft, this will make you happy.
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