Drug Church – Paul Walker (No Sleep Records)
CD / DL
Purveyors of relentless post-hardcore with a sense of humour, the fabulously named Drug Church have just released their debut album, one which follows an EP from earlier in the year. And it’s a belter.
Taking their cues from hardcore, Dinosaur Jr and a little bit of Sonic Youth Drug Church describe themselves as:
“The sound garbage makes when thrown off a roof into the dumpster your dickhead boss rented for your underpaying contractor gig. Come back in a few weeks and steal the copper piping because there’s no other benefit to the job and you’re probably getting sick from asbestos, so to hell with it.”
Hard to argue with that, really.
Opening song Thinking About Joining Drug Church is a splurging, seething attack with guitars set to instant death. Frontman Patrick Kindlon’s vocals are a throat-straining assault atop the blitzkreig of sludgy guitars and rippling bass. This is a band that are more than happy to exist outside the mainstream and this is not music you’ll be hearing any Radio 1 “alternative” music presenter play anytime soon. It’s extreme, it’s dirty and it’s downright pathological.
The ten tracks are an unrelenting moshpit of insanity although there is a clear melodic slant to some of the songs, Thrill Hill, for instance has a real memorable riff througout and while it’ll never be classed as pop music, it’s not a million miles away from Nirvana’s Bleach material.
Reading YouTube Comments starts with a glammy drum figure before blazing into a song with a proper chorus amid the eyeball-slicing guitars and bellowing vocals. One can easily imagine many of these songs soundtracking movies or video games and I hope that Drug Church don’t fade into obscurity.
Donny’s Woods has some clever fuzz-bass and sliding handbrake turns in a song that appears to be about how no-one would really miss you when your gone. “Who gives a fuck about you?” sings Kindlon. Short, sharp and very clever indeed.
The album as a whole is hugely entertaining although I wouldn’t have minded a couple extra tracks. A small quibble in a promising debut. Check them out.
All words by Joe Whyte. More writing by Joe on Louder Than War can be found at his author’s archive.