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Vampire Belt is the duo of Bill Nace (Body/Head) and Chris Corsano (Flower-Corsano Duo and a million other things), and Unfit Structures is their first proper LP, although they did release a bunch of CDr’s in the early 2000’s. Gorgeous, ferocious torrents of noise-guitar and drum lacerations: deeply satisfying if you like this kind of thing. On Ben Chasny’s Hermit Hut label.

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Unfit Structures by Vampire Belt
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7/10 Robin Staff review, 10 December 2015

Clint’s evil plan of the week seems to be to bring about my disintegration through a never-ending torrent of free-form noise, but little does he know I actually grow more energetic and irritating with such dissonant ire. On this record a person drums loudly in and out of the fabric of space will guitars do loud squelchy things, seemingly autonomously. On the first song this happens for about four minutes before the band do a proper rock band cadence, which is just as well: sometimes noise music should be funny.

Listening to Vampire Belt scratch their heads through ‘Unfit Structure’, I’m reminded of White Suns’ ‘Totem’, a record on which guitar abstractions unwound like elastic; sometimes the amelodic mess was groaning, at other times it was squeaky, often it found a weird droning figure amidst the rapid-fire, lopsided rhythm. Here, though, there’s less of the evil shouting and poisonous vibe, Vampire Belt concentrating instead on passing on their energy to the listener. As such, the tempo rarely changes, with little narrative to drive things home: it’s a repetitive and constant, but mostly it’s just unceasingly fast -- like if Brian Chippendale were running a race while Thurston Moore tripped up the stairs. 


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