
Album Type: Full Length
Date Released: 1/10/2012
Label: Future Noise
Track Listing
01. Drug Monarch
02. A Punch in the Fucking Lungs
03. (Roasted in the Depths of the) Sloar
04. Bastard Sabbath
05. Tarnation
06. Repugnance
07. Bookatee Willalee
08. Locklear
09. Snapmare
10. What Are You Looking at Dicknose?
02. A Punch in the Fucking Lungs
03. (Roasted in the Depths of the) Sloar
04. Bastard Sabbath
05. Tarnation
06. Repugnance
07. Bookatee Willalee
08. Locklear
09. Snapmare
10. What Are You Looking at Dicknose?
Bio
Bastard of The Skies are a unique proposition. Hailing from
Blackburn, Lancashire, the band having been creating their sludge imbued racket
since 2006. Through two albums, an EP and a Split LP the band have cemented
their own sound by welding massive, lurching, riffs to sludgy noise and
discordant melody.
Current Line Up
Matt
Richardson – Guitar/Vocals
Rob Beesley - Guitar
Claire Horrocks - Bass
Matt Aldred - Drums
Rob Beesley - Guitar
Claire Horrocks - Bass
Matt Aldred - Drums
Review
I must admit that I had never heard Bastard of the Skies
until listening to this album. Let me tell you; I wish I had heard of them
sooner! “Tarnation” is a beast, no doubt about it. There is a lot of depth
within the ten tracks on offer here. The title fits the record well, being as
the music contained therein is thick, fluid and very, very dark!
Things kick off with Drug Monarch and BOTS take the
listener on a journey that begins with a groove ringing out and a fine use of
instrumental dynamics. The vocals come through nice and clear with a throaty
Matt Pike quality to them. The bass work underpins the whole thing effectively
and often injects melody here and there when you least expect it.
Dynamics are used well in the second (and first standout!)
track A Punch In The Fucking Lungs. The spoken vocal is plain sinister, while
the sandpaper roar that follows creates a very claustrophobic feel that is a
trademark of the record. The stop start riffs made me think of Helmet, perhaps
oddly, while The Melvins influence can be heard elsewhere. The tension continues
to build through (Roasted in the depths of the) Sloar. I love the way the
band rings the changes over the seven and a half minutes- a sense of melancholy
rather than anger seeps through the running time and this gives the album an
extra dimension that lifts it beyond more straightforward sludge releases.
A special mention must go to Matt Aldred on drums as he
makes excellent use of his kit throughout- and often lifts the tracks on offer with nifty tom, splash and china
usage- but never forsakes the groove.
The brutal sludge continues through the album's mid-point.
The bass tone alone makes the instrumental title track a nice bridge to the
second half of the record.
The grooves on display through Repugnance, Bookatee
Willalee and Locklear are very powerful indeed and give the listener a sense
that the record is building towards something with unstoppable momentum. The
pounding drums that propel Snapmare are the final stepping stone to the
superb (and superbly titled) What Are You Looking At Dickface. The ten and a
half minutes plus delivers the highpoint of the record and the track that the
second half has built towards artfully. High and low vocals are traded as a
more expansive sound takes over. The melody on display is subtle and does not take
away from the sheer negativity that is conjured up. The snarled vocal towards
the end is the poisonous icing on the cake.
This album will evoke feelings of being kept in a very
small, dark space knowing that at some point
you will be pulled out to be involved in something very unpleasant
indeed. That or it will make you feel like doing the same to someone else.
Highly recommended sludge with unseen twists and turns.
Support them.
Written by: Richard Maw
This truly is a stunning record, so show your support to the band. You can pick up the record here. Thanks to Matt from BOTS for supporting the blog and hooking us up with the record. Thanks again to Lauren Barley.
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