Sitting here listening to the new Baroness double LP Yellow & Green, I am lost in a trance. The swirling rhythms and sounds are almost other worldly. This is classic metal in the vein of Hendrix or early Sabbath, even a little Zeppelin thrown in but after going through the filter of Fugazi. This is by far the album of the year and in many ways beats Mastodons the Hunter if nothing else on a the sheer grandiose quality. It’s almost operatic. The only thing is this is nothing new from the boys from Savannah. Twinkler sounds almost exactly like Steel That Sleeps thee Eye from their previous record. And I’m okay with that. There is a higher production quality and richer sound on this outing that I think the band greatly benefits from. They deserve the best recording technology can give them. Although the familiar sounds are what keep this album from being one of the best I have ever heard. Peter Adams, John Baizley, and Summer Welch are amazing, amazing musicians. They are masters of their craft and their vocal harmonies are phenomenal. As the double album finished I let it roll right into the Blue album and into the Red creating a massive soundtrack to me doing nothing today.
I call this Doomsayer Tunes, because the music I label as such would make a perfect soundtrack to the end of the world. Be it a hectic and chaotic Zombie Apocalypse. Or a slow death by crumbling economies and famine. The end of everything you know or the end of the world as we know it. Same thing. If you were in a jeep riding across the barren nuclear wasteland with nothing but a solid gasmask and an IPod shuffle; which albums do you think would make the cut for forever. I tell you right now Baroness: Yellow & Gold are going in there, (not that their Red and Blue albums wouldn’t already be in). There are songs on there for moments of urgency, songs that seem to uplift and offer a way out of the darkness, but this is sludge. This is dark, this is a journey through hell before reaching heaven. Just like I like it. This album is also filled with winding stoner metal that suits me just fine as well. I am fine sinking into the couch and staring at the ceiling for 45 minutes without realizing it. If I were 15 still this would be the record me and my friends got super high, and sat in my grandmothers basement silently to! No doubt about it. I would also like to take this album on a cross country trip. Through the back roads though off the beaten path where you see the real America. Broken down and out of work, not just for the last 3 or 4 years but for the last 20. There is a underbelly that has ben in a recession since the 80s thanks to the original Reganites.
I’m not sure what 2012 will hold, I’m sure it won’t be the literal end of the world, although events in my life make it feel like it’s the end of mine. I know one thing, and that’s this album must be playing when what ever shit hits the fan situation occurs next. This record was filed with a lot of the sentiments and feelings I myself am currently experiencing. The end of my 5 year relationship, moving across country, back to the dirty south. Finding myself alone and surrounded by friends at the same time. Trying to piece together what it is my life will become now. Failing miserably, ending up in isolation and despair, glimpsing the light only to miss it’s rays. Strong, strong emotions played throughout the music. Perhaps I’m putting a lot of myself and my own feelings into the music, but isn’t that what great music is supposed to do.
There has been a resurgence of sorts in what is labeled as metal in recent years. There are about as many names and styles as there are skinny little punks with pretty little hair cuts growling into microphones. The so-called scene consist of a few camps; the Suburban kids who dress like day glow versions of Richard Simmons they usually prefer the Christian themed bands like Sleeping Giants and Underoath, The pseudo-skin-heads into more aggressive shit like Hatebreed and Acadia Strain, Migrants who came wandering over from punk rock when it became ruined by Green Day and their mall punk ilk, then their are the Mexican Metal heads, Death Metal kids, and hipster posers who couldn’t tell grindcore from sludge. In some aspects this new scene is good, its an alternative to what’s offered in mainstream culture. Yet in other ways its just another way to get money of dumb kids from the burbs. Having worked in music venues members of the staff here at GF can attest that the first thing most of these bands load in is their merch. And the more popular the screamo the more brightly colored day-glo shirts they haul in to hawk to the kiddies. Still every now and then a few gems arise in the glut of growlers and howlers. Occasionally the heavy, heavy is broken and we are blessed with some pretty awesome music. Recently we’ve been blasting IWrestledABearOnce, Baroness, Maylene and the Sons of the Disaster, and Zombifying Venom around the office.
The future is Nintendo-core, so kids throw away your Ritalin and drink deep from the creame of the metal crop.
Zombifying Venom doesn’t have any videos, but they do have a myspace page where you can listen to their amazing hardcore riffs.
12/29/2009 | Categories: Doomsayer tunes | Tags: and, Baroness, Disaster, Doomsayer tunes, Hardcore, IWrestledABearOnce, Maylene, Metal, Music, Nintendo-core, of, Sons, Suburban, the, Venom, Zombifying | Leave a comment