No Matter Where It Ends
|Label:||Season of Mist|
Picking up where their debut 'I Am God Songs' left off, it's apparent that after listening to 'No Matter Where it Ends', Southern California’s Black Sheep Wall are determined to be so loud as fuck that they won't be satisfied until they have raped your ear drums till you are deaf and dead. Obviously.
Did I mention that they are loud? If they were at (and they look like they aren’t that long outta high school) Jack Black's School of Rock class studying Corrupted and Eyehategod, they would have got A+ and touched up off their weirdo teacher.
Four years have passed since they shat their debut on us, so has anything changed? Well, there’s been some personnel changes and there is a slightly more levelled, cohesive sound throughout the album that wasn't present in their debut. I find it hard to call that a negative thing, a band attempting to clean their act up on their second album, not resting on their laurels or simply recording the album you bought four years ago.
I got a rager at the tracks 'Ambient Ambitions', 'Flesh Tomb' and particularly 'Torrential'. Prize to the person who can tell me what the fuck he's singing about. This track was pure funeral doom. Corrupted-sounding as fuck, except it's a Yank singing in English not a Japanese dude singing in Spanish. I'll be trying to have raw brutal sex to this album on my birthday dressed up as Princess Diana; yes I will be filming it.
Black Sheep Wall are right up my street, which is Elm St, and I got burned alive for killing kids. I am Freddy Krueger. Just kidding, I'm not German. Or a paedo. I really enjoyed this album, but I did have sore ears after listening to it. So kids, mind and watch what your doing listening to these noisy oiks from across the water! Oh and BSW, come to Glasgow!
Posted: Sun 17 June 2012