Fejlfix

Ensom Blandt Mennesker

Fejlfix have been a local fave, gigging their way through Denmark since 2007 and steadily refining and distilling their manic HC punk into brief, intense spasms of hate and angst. They're getting quite a bit of love outside the country as well, what with another tour of Europe about to begin, and a second EP, Ensom Blandt Mennesker, ready for release.

What we have here is a 7-inch of classic hardcore, played like your mom when she was rolling quarters for gas money in L.A. Insanely fast, equally angry, the boys blister their fingers on their way through about 8 songs in as many minutes. It's a wall of sound: guitar for texture, heavily distorted bass for melody. The galloping drums round out the sound and make for an extremely moshable EP. And somewhere at the back, reverbed vocals, like the voice of your conscience reminding you that you are bad and you should feel bad.

The stand-out aspect of their sound is in the heavy distortion that muddles everything together. Normally, I'd consider that a bad thing, but the music is so fucking loud, fast and short, that the range and the complete maxing out of the entire EQ feels like being punched in the face repeatedly - which you will be, if you are able to catch them on tour.

Fejlfix remind me a bit of fastcore legends Lärm, but with actual musical talent. (Sorry, Lärm! I still love you! Really!) It's completely bare bones- no solos or breakdowns, like all the best parts of your favorite '82 hardcore records compressed into one minute bombs. The distorted and fuzzy sound just emphasize the band being one unit, one whole, where all parts and sound are equally important to the final expression.

Get this if you're into hardcore with shouty, indecipherable lyrics and a "scorched earth"-approach to songwriting: Just eight minutes of pure anger, like the anguish of a swift kick to the groin.

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