Have you reached a point in life when you’ve busted your gut in pursuit of a dream and it’s still out of reach? Have you thrown your heart and soul and every ounce of your energy into chasing a goal, only to fail?
Have you honed your talents through endless practice and steadfast perseverance, flushed yourself dry in the expenditure of your creative juices, done your absolute best work . . . and not another soul seems to care?
Are you on the verge of sliding down into a cesspool of self-loathing and bitter regret, resigned to a life of flipping burgers at Mickey Dee’s or slaving away in some cubicle for a pompous boss who can’t tie his own shoelaces? Have you almost convinced yourself that you’re nothing but a mediocrity, or that, even if brimming with genius, your talents are beyond the understanding of mere mortals? Are you about to abandon your passion. now and forever?
Well, don’t give up! Take heart! Renew yourself! Listen to this inspirational anthem by Hot Graves:
There now, you feel better don’t you?
You don’t? Well, don’t give up yet! There’s more where that came from:
Don’t tell me that didn’t cheer you up! If you’re still feeling discouraged and pitiful, then you really are in a bad way. You’re going to need the full dose of Hot Graves’ brand new Fashion Victim EP.
And in case you want to know more about who’s administering your medicine, you can read our three previous posts about this band here — which include write-up’s on their 2012 split with Whitehorse and their 2011 album Knights in White Phosphorus.
But don’t put too much weight on what you learn about those previous releases, because this one is a different breed of cat. This isn’t the band’s usual brand of crusty, blackened, d-beat death/thrash. This shit is brimstone punk. By which I mean rough and raw smash-mouth punk rock with a big whiff of sulphur in the air.
The band recorded these songs right after finishing their forthcoming album, blasting them “live” as a full band in a mic’ed up rehearsal space, with only vocals and extra guitars overdubbed. And that’s exactly what they sound like — organic, rough-edged, fucked-up. Dig the tone of those drums. Kick the shit out of your furniture to those riffs. Mosh like you fuckin’ mean it! That’s what this is about.
Will it change the world? Nope. Will it change your life? Probably not. Will it keep you from killing yourself? Abso-fucking-lutely!
You can get the album as a name-your-price download on Bandcamp, and here’s a secret: The download comes with a hidden bonus track (it’s a cover of a Bad Religion song and it rocks).
Or you can order it beginning April 1 as a 7″ vinyl here:
What Bad Religion track do they cover? BR is one of my all time favorites.
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