2024-02-29 18:56:08
Screamo and more: After the late 2022 highlight Spill | Want | Delete (and the subsequent remix extension). Black Mass for the mini album Four winds // Five suns common cause with the LA colleagues from Quiet Fear.
Placing their contributions in an alternating manner (which then results in the final cooperation new flame culminates where Black Mass felt like a bellwether Quiet Fear Through a joint jam, we learn how to further diversify the structural range so that the grind escalation as a catharsis is even more intense – and the closer thus combines the best of both worlds), the material from both parties combines into a great flow that also combines the different ones productions (Black Mass with a rattling sound that captures the ideal image of Rund’s rehearsal room roughness on the one hand, Quiet Fear with more compressed punch on the drums on the other side) as a synergy: the level of energy, the urgency, the variability of the songwriting – everything goes hand in hand here at a damn high level.
The contributions of Quiet Fear act straighter and more compactly: Between the hands and the fang toils with a harsh punk attitude over death growls to post-rock pendulous fields; N.U.M. drives on the massive bass with swirling drums in an almost conventional and accessible hissing manner to a Greg Puciato memory bridge; and Presidio halfway into a chanted battle cry with call-and-response kerosene: “I am a fortress/ You will not siege me/ I will not be torn down“.
All of them have distinctive exclamation points in the process, although actually Black Mass with their open-ended versatility, they ensure the level that determines the plate. Bloated galloping freely out of the feedback in ascetically emaciated skramz-doom spurts of stoic noise rock and strolling contemplatively, poisonously throwing his crisp vein, grooving smartly and playfully into the math, leaning catchy into the displays beyond the anger.
The more intricate one Division has his lessons in post hardcore the boy At The Drive-In learned, layers his essence further and further into melodic realms Standstill and tumbles head-nodding somersaults into thoughtfulness before I Point to the River is simply magnificent in completely withdrawing the harsh anger until the band dreams elegiacly and the clear guitar playing full of nostalgic melancholy offers escapism. There is something cautious, nay more prudent and conciliatory, soulful and gripping regarding the ultimately dual momentum of stepping on the accelerator. Just an expression of the emotionally complex catharsis that Massa Nera is able to generate. That they continue to do this above the standard that applies to the majority of the genre, but in doing so Quiet Fear Having found congenial partners only makes things even better. And Four Winds // Five Suns an early highlight of the year for the scene.
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