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V/A "Revolution-Now!!!!" Invasion Wreckchords
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| moron User Info... | musical release: Revolution-Now!!!! URL: http://www.ambassador21.com/ label: Invasion Wreckchords musical artist: V/A review by: moron :: http://industrial.org The hardcore front is one that always needs fresh reinforcements since the turnover rate can be alarmingly high, the ratio of slumming dabblers to residents pretty steep. Invasion Wreckchords is trying to fill the role of recruiter here with a 2 disc set containing something like 30 faces staring back at you. The fuel mix is kept sweet thanks to notables like Ambassador 21, Hyperdriver, Schizoid and Contra amongst others but plenty of green wood is crammed in to leave a tell tale smoke trail that others can follow to the source. Hardcore takes on a wide girth on "Revolution-Now!!!!" with the pits on the CDRs offering everything from distorto jump up to scissor gabber beats to time stretched SID-dirge to ahem, shite flavoured EBM. Mastering works a smart tradeoff between punk rawness and glitz and the outline is consistent enough that you don't often find yourself bumping into odd shaped corners. On to the discs then . . . a mixed "red" followed by a denser "black". Cobra Killers have a a bit of a red face I would think since they thought it was costume party and showed up dressed up as the B-52s. More of a reconstruction technology demo than a bonafide new "track" really (I'd like to hear the original unadulterated source material before passing final judgement). Ambassador 21 push the slackers out of the way for a signature bit of mixed genre-ism that spurts out the other end as a cocktail of IDM ozone (sequencer sourced MIDI tricks) and gabberesque hard liquor (distortion, yelling, general stomping). Schizoid should know better than to grab a sample from an Anthony Perkins freakout (i.e. if everyone consulted the http://www.sloth.org "Top Sample Lists" before cramming cliche in mouth the air would smell a lot fresher) but since the rest of "Elitist Musings" is ripping rant-core I can live with it. Zymotic apparently confused Ritalin with Tic-Tacs and instead of fresher breath earned themselves a case of the "Wile E. Coyote" earthquake pill wigglies. Atomic sound like they have been pillaging through Meat Beat Manifesto to find all the bits without effeminate rapping (not the worst passtime I suppose). Brain[Ras have the Gameboy out right beside their TR-909 since they find choosing between them difficult which leads to a salty mix of ridiculousness and hardcore techno. Likewise for Fat Not Dead though "Dead Dogfish" pretends to be racing game menu music inbetween all the shaved head, fist waiving tantrums (best band name of the release too). As their name suggests, Psychological Bomb Factory are like a humourless groaner dropped on a captive class assembly by a particularly un-hip member of the teaching staff. The true fact that I actually happened to have Gary Numan's "Replicas" in my CD changer at the same time as the "Red" disc certainly didn't help reduce the insulting Puff Daddy sloth of throwing a "Stars On 45" generi-beat under some classic techno pop and claiming "Oh what a good boy am I". Yuck and double yuck (not funny and not rocking). As cold and clammy this terrible track left me, Contra thankfully cranks up my "Metabolism" a few notches with a warm and cozy frolic that sounds like a home brewed sequence created using the SNES cart "Fun n Games" composed during a robotic Herbie Hancock flashback. The award for second most inappropriate track goes to the out-in-the-coldwave "thesilent6" (if only they had followed their own advice and shut the fuck up and buried the damn thing six feet under). Venom8888 raise the noise floor but it's not too much better since they seemed to have gone out for smokes and Olde English, leaving some random skipping hip hop spinning annoyingly until they suddenly remember that they left the lights on and actually press a button or two. Even if it's a tad Hammerhead sounding, at least Hyperdriver knows how to open a beer bottle with their teeth (even if the beats don't). Ending with a swath of noise suits me fine though I wish Negative Tought could have arrived a little earlier. The "Red" pill was a bit of a bummer at times but thankfully "black" re-inforces my preference in wine gums (the black ones are by far the yummiest). The "Black" disc shows how Ambassador 21 has become so much more than an ATR replacement IMHO. Here they display a distinctive voice which manages to merge the riled ire of squat schooled punks with the mechanical aggro of "Mass Destruction" by Curse of the Golden Vampire. It has a technologically driven discernability that allows the edge of its dual gender vocals and low slung guitars to cut like a heated ceramic blade through DHR's dead corpse. I like. Schizoid is sounding typically atypical with some slick chops that ring like Contra through an EC8T0R filter, showing a slow methodical kind of mischievious. Cobra Killer is in a strange place that could either be cool manipulation or less than exciting literalness depending on how you feel any given second (I'm still not sure). Nadin Katrin leans so heavily on the on the distortion pedal that I would have expected it to have disintegrated like a Molotov against a riot shield but somehow it instead ignites a fire that has me jumping around and banging my head like I have a severe case of autism. Initially I was thinking that All Out Assault was suffering from early 80s drum machine-itis but just when about was about to kick the step write out from under them, insanity took over - manic an undestatement. Donald Dark is a little confusing to well seated aesthetics as they merge some straight-up electro elements with powernoise and digital hardcore but unlike Ambassador 21, it sounds more like a candy coloured tropical breeze of pinapple mixed with twitchy espresso crema than a chemical that just might kill you. Novel but weird as fuck. I definitely could have done without the prog jazz meets speed reggae of Inopsy, digital hardcore and Pat Metheny do not mix. And while you are cleaning up after them, will you please wake Pat Eccentric up as he/she/it fell asleep at the controls. Knar blasts the living bejesus out of cheezy TB303 fart line and despite eating mouthful after mouthful of after-Rebirth manages to avoid getting too sticky or stinky. Noise Kommando has discovered filter sweeps and pan which is good for them but hopefully not the only lesson they will learn. Unitus are the masters of big phatass jump up beats and if I have to buy new shoes or muscle relaxants tomorrow they will be partly responsible. NWODTLE get my vote for funniest intro sample on the release and their casio-core meets futuristic Inspector Gadget chase music is no slouch in the smile department either. Echodoli has the paint by hardcore numbers out initially but lays does the black and red paint with such ferocity that the hardcore gods forgive them their sins. A21 shut down the club by picking a fight with the ever capable Hyperdriver which thanks to the technological transfer results in some dark science for all. Of the two discs "red" seems less about a hardcore revolution and more about fooling the EBM kids into a sense of safety before the gabber Rohypnol spiking and accompanying breakbeat fistfuck. While it may act as a bridge for those still desperately holding onto the fallacy that Noisex are either a) intense or b) noisy, I personally find this tendency like a series of speedhumps, round-abouts and gaping potholes that slow down the energy flow to near reversal in some spots. "Black" however has enough momentum to blast through any obstructions along the way and despite the stop / start nature of "Red", the collection as a whole has enough life to it to keep me looking to the Eastern bloc for the next sucker punch. Even in this form this recording is still better than anything on DHR for like 6 six years and with the easing up on accelerator at D-Trash as of late, Invasion Wreckchords is one of the best chances the genre has got with the odds being quite decent. - Tue, 25 Nov 2003 2:14pm | ||
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