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Untitled’ is the debut release from WALL. Described as a genuinely sought after act on the New York underground scene, the record contains a number of solidly constructed pieces of hard hitting music that has taken them from unknown to very much, known! A mix of punk and hardcore, and is available on Vinyl LP and CD.

CD £9.99 WCR069CD

CD on Wharf Cat Records.

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Untitled by WALL
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7/10 Robin Staff review, 26 April 2017

Yeah, just call yourselves Wall. That’ll do. You’re gonna do great! That’s as much snark as I’ve got in in the tank right now, so I’ll just get down to it: the band formerly existing as Wall are/were a NYC indie punx thing. They were apparently a “sought-after” band over in their scene, which probably explains why the broke up straight after releasing this, their first ever LP. Is it good? Quite: following a ferocious and slashing 7” on Wharf Cat, this record of straight-up, narrowly recorded punx is a fast, intuitive blast of refusal.

This is one of those records that sends my whole understanding of musical components into a spiral: are these hooks or is it noise? Are these chord sequences nice or do they make me feel a little nauseous? Is this discordant or… something else? I basically love that Wall can seemingly be catchy simply by snarling and pacing their way through these songs, jumping on each other with call-and-response vox and spoken word treatises. Best of all is when their songs sorta fall apart on call: the post-punk jangle of “(Sacred) Circus” gets a sorta proggy afterthought of a chorus, descending into a jagged and dressed down chug and bridging itself with the most broken of riffs and solos.

Make it sound like it fits and I won’t have a qualm to squash: this record stitches together its fragments of fragments wonderfully. I love “Wounded at War” introducing bent notes and surfy chords in a jagged, doomed atmosphere, as if marrying V.H.S with Shopping. Pretty fun to hear a band play joy and joylessness off against one another -- who put that saxophone there, I ask “Charmed Life”? Why does it suddenly sound like I’m listening to a reboot of Sound of the Sixties? Very into it, Wall. Bye!



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