Legends never die
OK, here I am. After a way too long hiatus I’ve finally found the motivation to find the time and the energy to get back here. This is one of the most appreciated and most satisfying projects i’ve ever carried in my life and I’m really missing the pleasure to write long and unrequested opinions on records I love. I wanted to kick back in talking about musicians that I love, that released an incredible amount of great records and never failed me. Ryohei, Hisao and Doug looked an appropriate comeback team to me. I’ve missed this, but now I’m here. Have a good read.
FINAL EXIT / ERECTILE DEMENTIA split EP
(Backwoods Butcher records)
Probably I’m just overthinking. When I first dropped the needle on this EP I was overwhelmed by a single strong idea. An idea made by three words : Detroit, rock, city. Final Exit dwelled a lot into the KISS territory, both with scattered covers and with a full cover EP (well, half of a full cover EP, since the other side of the record was filled with Ironia’s “music” and adorned with their infamous cigarette-smoking-vagina cover photo), so when the record started with a sound similar to a door slamming, followed by various other noises, from opening a bottle, to far-away steps and microphone static, I’ve immediately thought about the beginning of KISS most iconic song. Anyway, enough of my brain wanks, let’s go to the music. Final Exit kick in with a long, slow and somehow mesmerizing instrumental intro, aptly titled “Teen’s spring blues”. Woodstock, universal peace, free love. Luckly everything gets smashed down by a super classic noisecore explosion. Final Exit never fail in this, they are masters in creating funky and absolutely funny disco/surf/pop/groove moments and then destroy everything in sight with their drums and guitar noisecore. The main difference between this record and their previous outputs is that on here there is a lot more of grindcore into their music. The usual random bursts of pure noise are all over the place, obviously, but this time Ryohei and Hisao connect them using cool pure grindcore moments. The keyword here is : structure. What? Structure? In a noisecore record? Well, yes, structure; and believe me, it works. Final Exit switched the core of their sound from noisecore to noisegrind and the result is GREAT. They even put a sludgy part in this EP, playing with blank and filled spaces. The entertaining level of this slab of vinyl is very high. Imagine Seven Minutes Of Nausea, dumping the classic feedback and using a mix of Fear Of God and mid-90’s Anal Cunt grind to connect each burst of noise and throwing in surf, jazzy and rock n roll segments. Final Exit made something that seemed impossible to me : improve their sound. They are hands down one of my favorite noisecore bands and this EP is just another proof that they are in the top tier of noise.
When it’s time to switch to the flipside it’s easy to think that it must be very hard to keep up with the quality of the A-side. Instead of finding a mere sparring partner, the B-side features another heavyweight of extreme music. Mr Doug Long takes all the instruments duties in Erectile Dementia, another one of his many side projects. Just like Magnus of Netjajev SS fame, Doug has the ability to start a lot of bands, keep up with everyone of them and keep a high quality level. Erectile Dementia is a very cool mix of old school raw grindcore (the one that comes straight from Siege), noise, fastcore and the usual weird blues and rocking parts that Doug perfectioned in Brody’s Militia. Just as his friends on the other side of the split, Mr Long plays a lot with contrast, switching from a roaring and brutal avalanche of noise to a relaxed and chilling rock n roll attitude. It’s really cool to see someone that started with a blistering fast band like Hellnation enrich his music with such variety. If you listened to the latest Brody’s Militia outputs (mainly “Cycle of hate” and “Napalm Zeppelin raids”) you can have a loose idea of what to expect here. My advice is to grab one copy of this split as fast as a shark, because this is pure gold and a solid split between two bands made by three guys that really know how to craft top notch noisy music.