Miami based angry girls Snakehole had been self releasing their material for zonks before teaming up with Wharf Cat Records. After their debut full length in 2015 they are back and still so very angry. And Noisy. Sounding like a messy punk mulch of OvO, Lightning Bolt and three chord wonders, and front rooms being smashed in the process.
8/10 Robin Staff review, 22 March 2017
Shouting in your everyday existence will not get you very far, and if ever I have to excuse myself from doing so to my boss I just say I’m practicing for my noise rock band, Phil, so don’t worry, you’ll like me being rude to you at high decibels if you like Lightning Bolt, Harvey Milk and Les Razilles Denudes. Noise rock bands have it easy: they get to cause a ruckus in exchange for kudos. What I’m saying is I’m very jealous of Snakehole.
‘Interludes Of Insanity’ is a great deal of fun, which is a first in any noise rock checklist for me -- it kinda reminds me of Ponytail and their boundless sonic energy, but pushed through harsher and often doomier terrain -- there are shades of everything from Guttersnipe to the Melvins here, the band fucking up tempo and gutting any good riffs that come their way, creating a record that instead lurches around possible hooks and makes you feel like you’re on the world’s worst planned rollercoaster. The lead vocals are demonic, often channelling their final burst of energy by merely screaming into the void. The drums are the free jazz kinda noise rock, and they bring everything up to code of slime.
It’s kinda surprising, then, when you flip the record and get someone playing a twinkling piano number from underneath a bunch of scratchy contact noise -- Snakehole reign in, for one short moment, their cacophonous fuckery and make something like an ambient interlude. This record’s weird and ever-so nearly unrelenting, but even Snakehole need a half time.
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