Post by thesoundmonitor on Jun 21, 2004 8:28:15 GMT -5
JUMBO’S KILLCRANE / RUMPELSTILTSKIN GRINDER
Split 7" vinyl
(Red Candle Records)
Ahhhh, there are not many things that are better than having a fresh vinyl release in your hands, especially an extreme tidbit like this one. In fact, although the two bands featured on this release are quite different, you could say that at least they share one thing in common: extremism. This ain't your daddy's mindfuck, but could become yours. If you've got the musical cojones, that is. If this is an indicator of Red Candle's vision, they should not expect platinum album sales.
Evidently Rumpelstiltskin Grinder is from the Philadelphia area, and they want to take you on a musical safari, complete with screaming giraffes and heavyweight gorillas jumping out from a post-acopocalyptic jungle just to beat the crap out of little ole' you. The Grinders are hardcore melting into metal, with a mathy, grinding sound sure to
ignite the moshing hordes at your fave underground dive into a sweating - but bewildered - frenzy. You won't find any melodic lead guitar here; rather, you should expect unusual song structure and ugly, deathy vox combining to form some extreme genre-bending thrash. Jumbo's Killcrane will be more familiar to some of you. Their fat fuzz bass, shredding, desperate vocals, doom tempos and rhythmic changeups have earned them a place with some aficionados of the underground. I'd like to claim them as a doom band, because I'd like to include a group this inventive in a sometimes moribund (though much-loved) genre. The fact is they don't really fit, but that's OK. Lovers of Obituary, Stinky Liz, Dazzling Killmen, early Buttholes, or rough doom like early Cathedral or Grief will find plenty to dig in Jumbo's angular, post-sludge, precision jamming. I had the pleasure of seeing these Lawrence, KS dementoids a couple of years
ago in Kansas City, and the image that sticks is of equipment failure followed by a scream fest from guitarist Ervis Jug (Erik Jarvis). It was hard to determine if the screams were driven by frustration, or if they were part of the show. The overall effect was unexpectedly humorous.
Whether its Jumbo's Amrep, Touch n' Go-style doomed symphonic noise or Rumpelstiltskin's hard-to-define, Dissection n' Kreator-esque thrash, what we've got
here is an extreme little platter that will not be for everyone, or even for most people. But at US$4.00 or so its a freakin' bargain for the adventurous, and its in
a cool little package, limited to 500 copies. At that price you can get it for every musical square on your Christmas list. It might do them some good.
Kevin McHugh
Label Site: www.redcandlerecords.com
Split 7" vinyl
(Red Candle Records)
Ahhhh, there are not many things that are better than having a fresh vinyl release in your hands, especially an extreme tidbit like this one. In fact, although the two bands featured on this release are quite different, you could say that at least they share one thing in common: extremism. This ain't your daddy's mindfuck, but could become yours. If you've got the musical cojones, that is. If this is an indicator of Red Candle's vision, they should not expect platinum album sales.
Evidently Rumpelstiltskin Grinder is from the Philadelphia area, and they want to take you on a musical safari, complete with screaming giraffes and heavyweight gorillas jumping out from a post-acopocalyptic jungle just to beat the crap out of little ole' you. The Grinders are hardcore melting into metal, with a mathy, grinding sound sure to
ignite the moshing hordes at your fave underground dive into a sweating - but bewildered - frenzy. You won't find any melodic lead guitar here; rather, you should expect unusual song structure and ugly, deathy vox combining to form some extreme genre-bending thrash. Jumbo's Killcrane will be more familiar to some of you. Their fat fuzz bass, shredding, desperate vocals, doom tempos and rhythmic changeups have earned them a place with some aficionados of the underground. I'd like to claim them as a doom band, because I'd like to include a group this inventive in a sometimes moribund (though much-loved) genre. The fact is they don't really fit, but that's OK. Lovers of Obituary, Stinky Liz, Dazzling Killmen, early Buttholes, or rough doom like early Cathedral or Grief will find plenty to dig in Jumbo's angular, post-sludge, precision jamming. I had the pleasure of seeing these Lawrence, KS dementoids a couple of years
ago in Kansas City, and the image that sticks is of equipment failure followed by a scream fest from guitarist Ervis Jug (Erik Jarvis). It was hard to determine if the screams were driven by frustration, or if they were part of the show. The overall effect was unexpectedly humorous.
Whether its Jumbo's Amrep, Touch n' Go-style doomed symphonic noise or Rumpelstiltskin's hard-to-define, Dissection n' Kreator-esque thrash, what we've got
here is an extreme little platter that will not be for everyone, or even for most people. But at US$4.00 or so its a freakin' bargain for the adventurous, and its in
a cool little package, limited to 500 copies. At that price you can get it for every musical square on your Christmas list. It might do them some good.
Kevin McHugh
Label Site: www.redcandlerecords.com