Yodh (2016)

Yodh's atmosphere comes along with its songs, rather than being written into them, which means that it is refreshingly devoid of cued ambient bits and post-rock influences (yay!!!!!!). It is ugly and beautiful all at once and this is achieved through the spontaneous act of making, not some compositional contrivance. In an interview with Stara Rzeka the musician opines that black metal and doom metal are devoid of testosterone and more "like a ghost" than anything, which is something I clicked with right away and recalled when listening to Yodh- it is unapologetically a genre piece, but the band finds a ghostly sadness within this, leaving no need for counterpoint

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A single person is missing for you, and the whole world is empty (2016)

The Body announced that this would be their pop album and they absolutely were not kidding! Like a productive rapper, each of the band's output is to a large extent determined by whoever they've collaborated with in bringing it about, and whereas their (very good) collaboration with Full of Hell this year had The Body playing 'weird' as a foil, No One Deserves Happiness shifts the focus of their electronics from doomy atmospherics (e.g. handled by The Haxan Cloak) to dorky weird preset keys and sound effects, handled by I'm not sure who, maybe the band themselves. It's full of beats and jarring keyboards, and even reminds of The Ark Work in places for its glaring lack of interest in subsuming bedroom midi bits into a serious metal sound-world, but goes the extra step (forward or backward? I still can't tell) of still containing those serious metal sounds, and in The Body's case, arty excursions and weird collages to go with their very very (very) real fear of being human.

Thinking about Tim Hecker, Andy Stott, and Klara Lewis' 2016 albums there seems to be a trend in electronic music towards untreated sounds and textures (following from 2013's R Plus Seven and Yeezus), even within 'dark' electronics (where the sources have traditionally gone invisible). The Body noticed and consequently No One Deserves Happiness is as bizarre, 'contemporary', and bring the noise spontaneous as one could ever desire.

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PERISH (2013)

I love a good scream and it's a shame that in becoming a sort of staple of heavy music, it's so often reduced to something mechanical, obligatory, or matter-of-fact. Like the distorted guitar, it's frequently used without reflection, missing its potential for the simple empathetic transmission of feels from musician to listener. This year two albums (at least) have re-examined this potential (direct-expression-of-human-suffering-or-feeling)- Master, We Perish and Abandon, returning the scream to something startling, physical, and abstract- my first holy fuck that's a scream moment being the first time I heard Milk It having bought In Utero 'cause it was cheaper, and the nonsense line "doll steak, test meat" meaning infinitely more than any of the singer's sung poetics. On Master, We Perish I'm reminded of the guy singing for Weakling, shrieking in agony trying make his way out of the band's whirlwind of brootal noise. It's importantly human as the instruments shift and change- a tribal drum could turn into a jackhammer, and other voices seem disembodied- whether original or sampled, they become part of Master, We Perish's noisy collage. Vocals more typical of the slightly misleading 'sludge' tag might make it sound entirely like music in a blender, but the ones they've gone for seem to react to the collage's themes of devotion and ritual suicide (rather than say glamorizing or condoning these things), giving everything a real human consequence. The EP is a triumph of efficiency, the band do just about everything they need to in only three songs and each works for its own specific reasons. Also I really like this (is it real?):

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Birushanah - Akai Yami (2007)

aka 毘盧釈那 - 赤い闇 (2007)

1. Jyodo 2:13

2. Akai Yami 20:27

3. Kairai 17:39

Traditional Japanese folk instruments/instrumentals PLUS heavyheavy doom? Sounds like a great idea! But they're a band, not just an idea! Are you calling them a gimmick?! Hold up, no! I like this release!

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Nirvana - Bleach (1989)

First proper album I ever bought on vinyl- it's not their most consistent (Nevermind) or their rawest (In Utero), but it's the only time a) they weren't legends and b) they wrote and performed caveman punk. That thing about the legend has cynics claiming that nobody would give a shit about releases like this if they never became the legend but they did (ha!) and you don't know that, asshole (yeah!) and I think I'd love this record any way (bitch)- annoying elitist speculation- what ifs I can't answer, like what if your dad was over-excited and came in his pants that night instead (woo!), cue annoying conspiracy keanus. What does it all mean? It means we've got a great garage record by average dudes as negative creeps who performed songs about jock dads (Mr. Moustache), their mums (The lady whom I feel maternal love for / Cannot look me in the eyes / But I see hers and they are blue / And they cock and twist and masturbate), and other things, the lyrics for which came from an average dude too shy to admit he gave a shit about his songs (c'mon, they're nice!) and wanted too bad to be Buzz playing pop versions of Damaged I and metal versions of Help! It's the same appeal that has me liking records like Weld over the defeated but still wide-eyed poeticism of After the Goldrush- Young boldly going from the artist into one of the guys from the loudest garage rock band in the world- an appeal not seen as an appeal at all by many, but one that I love and respect

Caveman punk? Same as before- gangly garage rock losers playing songs a little bit punk, a little bit pop, a little bit metal, not accidentally crunchy, stompy, and difficult like their heroes. Unusual for a début, it's the only one where it feels like the sounds don't come naturally. All that stuff about not wanting to be famous was balls- Bleach has the negative creeps under severe restrictions (perhaps mental, but likely the guys in charge wanting that sub pop sound) and making the most of things given that. It's not the artistic statement they'd later achieve, the experimental mess of their b-sides collection, or the pop record they always wanted and later regretted. It's the first time the world heard the gangly garage rock losers, compromising their vision and producing an ugly sludge whose appeal lies somewhere in that flawed, naive, sludgey mess- an appeal unexplainable but reachable provided the listener enjoys the frustration of the flaws and sludgeyness that is Bleach

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Harvey Milk - A Small Turn of Human Kindness (2010)

Some declared A Small Turn of Human Kindness, Harvey Milk's heaviest album since 1996's Courtesy and Good Will Toward Men, a sort of self-parody because it was so heavy and the one before it (Life... The Best Game in Town) was a lot of fun, AND because a few of the band members gave a hilarious interview where they ripped apart every Harvey Milk release, A Small Turn of Human Kindness in particular. But man that shit was self-deprecating and in other interviews they spoke of rock operas and coherence where other albums had been collections of songs recorded and that's all

So A Small Turn of Human Kindness is that coherent rock opera and it's not just a collection of songs and it's probably their best album. Unusual for a rock opera, A Small Turn throws the listener into the end of a relationship with ominous Carver-ian symbols telling the listener (but not explaining) of a couple's emotional and psychological distance, as well as Ford-ian (Richard, that is) details which seem trivial initially but become important as the story unfolds. From what I can tell, the opening song is directed at a third party mocking the banality of the deteriorating relationship one more fish steak night? Yeah, that's fucking funny and then the rest of the album tracks that decline with said Carver-ish symbols and Ford-ish details which is just so damn sad that I can't really handle it. Spiers has stated that the story was written and the music followed, which makes sense, 'cause instruments drop in and out all the time to suit the story, and it's the first time the band's experimented with silences and not just loud-quiet dynamics. Their knack for writing minimalist metal makes me hope they take this stuff further before going ZZ Top again 'cause some of it sounds like Killing Joke by way of Khanate which is just incredible. Any way, there's little symbols through the story, like the narrator tries to convince himself that his issues don't mean much in the grand scheme of the world and finds solace in the eternity of nature, but throughout the story nature is always dying around him and in the end the trees and skies become dead gray ashes and he also notes there was grace- a rather morbid turn where death provides the answers he couldn't find in a cyclical view of the world. A lot of it is Richard Ford's Great Falls gone really Gothic ('cause you need that exaggeration for A DAMN ROCK OPERA). Like the similarly pessimistic Blue Valentine of that year, there are no real events that the listener can criticize or use to make sense of the relationship's dissolution- everything's taking place after the fact. When you ask why don't relationships work? the reply is I don't know, when you ask where did it all go wrong? the reply is I don't know, and when the dude has his go with but I still love you, he knows it's a) inevitable, and b) not enough. Seriously, just like Ry Gos (<33333333), all he can offer is it's not all bad when he really needs to come up with more than that

Like any of Ford's stories, A Small Turn of Human Kindness throws you into the story of a relationship that no amount of affection, pleading, or communication could ever mend. The band have never sounded better, and although Spiers' voice has never been more haggard, he gives it his all and makes it so lines like one more fish steak night are as dark as the magnificent and well-deserved finale. It's slow-building, crushing, depressing, but also magnificent and beautiful. Although I'll always love Courtesy more, Ima call this their best album, and that means a lot 'cause I sometimes claim that Harvey Milk are the greatest band ever

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Melvins - Gluey Porch Treatments (1987)

Melvins' first proper album should make most people feel shitty because they're already the second best band ever 'cause they gave it their all (Buzz's vocals!!!!) and made punk rock and Sabbath sound legit satanic or just frustrated, evil, and really smart

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Eyehategod - Take as Needed for Pain (1993)

1. Blank 7:10

2. Sister Fucker (Part I) 2:13

3. Shop Lift 3:17

4. White Nigger 3:56

5. 30$ Bag 2:51

6. Disturbance 7:01

7. Take as Needed for Pain 6:09

8. Sister Fucker (Part II) 2:39

9. Crimes Against Skin 6:49

10. Kill Your Boss 4:16

11. Who Gave Her the Roses 2:00

12. Laugh It Off 1:33

*bonus*

13. Ruptured Heart Theory 3:33

14. Story of the Eye 2:30

15. Blank/Shoplift 3:58

16. Southern Discomfort 4:24

17. Serving Time in the Middle of Nowhere 3:20

18. Lack of Almost Everything 2:28

Of all the slowed down post-Sabbath weirdo (Melvins, Black Flag, Boris) junky (Flipper, Nirvana) depressives (Flipper, Nirvana, Harvey Milk), Eyehategod were not only the most haggard, but (at least on Take as Needed for Pain), the most danceable and fun- possibly because they got the groove of Sabbath right and infused it with the influence of the music and culture of their location- New Orleans- making the riffs bluesier and catchier, so when they're fast they're energetically punk rock and the would-be feel-bad breakdowns are actually the most enjoyable parts. It seems at this stage they were either unwilling or incapable of writing a true bummer, something that would change on the follow-up Dopesick where bottles got broken, things got written in blood, and the music followed suit- maybe capturing the frustration of addiction or more lightly (because I can't relate to addiction), the sensation of throwing up on yourself when depressed and high (curse the feeling!)

You know how when you're in a good mood you laugh at how absurd and inconsequential everything is (teen angst), then on a bad day the gravity of the implication of that wears you down? I like to think Take as Needed for Pain is the band at a more playful stage in their mental/spiritual decline, and Dopesick is where they stop finding comfort in being sad (see what I did there)

Whether it's a failure on their part or not, Take as Needed for Pain is the most fun you can have with sludge outside of a Melvins record and I really can't recommend it more highly despite the band's silly name and how fucking sad they all seem

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Boris - Amplifier Worship (1998)

1. Huge 9:16

2. Ganbou-Ki 15:46

3. Hama 7:32

4. Kuruimizu 14:29

5. Vomitself 16:56

Seeing Boris live a couple of weeks ago reminded me that every music blog needs Amplifier Worship on it, even if everyone probably has it downloaded any way

Their best album- the perfect bridge between Lysol-y dirty heaviness and Sunn O)))/Earth like minimalism

Ridiculous heavy shit

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Harvey Milk - Courtesy and Good Will Toward Men (1996)

1. Pinnochio's Example 10:28

2. Brown Water 8:57

3. Plastic Eggs 6:28

4. My Broken Heart Will Never Mend 10:43

5. I Feel Miserable 3:48

6. The Lord's Prayer 3:14

7. Sunshine (No Sun) Into the Sun 7:21

8. Go Back to France 3:04

9. A Good Thing Gone 3:55

10. One of Us Cannot Be Wrong (Cohen) 5:16

11. The Boy With Bosoms 6:59

I promised the last time I posted this that it would be the last time 'cause the cd finally arrived so I FLAC'd it for everyone, but then all our links died (woohoo), and I'm putting up essential stuff today 'cause it's nice to have that around

Harvey Milk are the greatest band in the world, and Courtesy and Good Will Toward Men is their best album. It's sludge but not like you'd expect when you think about Melvins or Eyehategod, and it's doom but not like you'd expect either. There's KISS in there and there's Leonard Cohen but Harvey Milk aren't one of those corny avant-garde metal bands who skip between different influences to cover them all- Harvey Milk have a distinct sound unifying everything instead. Creston Spiers has a voice that makes your stomach and throat hurt just hearing it, and the band play confusing, heavy riffs that wander around and die eventually. It's corny to say, but Courtesy is an emotionally exhausting listen because it's heart-rendingly drunken, angry, and depressed, as well as being disorienting, loud, and extremely heavy

One of a kind sound, you don't really know to recommend it to fans of Melvins, Eyehategod, and Boris, because it's going for something so totally different

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