Love Is Colder Than Death "Teignmouth" (1991)

 

A recent emotional plunge had me engrossed within the historical worldly sounds of Dead Can Dance again. Now armed with Spotify's magical recommendation algorithm, I'm turned onto more Neoclassic Darkwave music. Capturing the feeling of pre technological civilizations, Susann Heinrich's renaissance inspired singing musters a familiar burden, the crushing weight of biblical shame and life's hardships our ancestors once endured. Its wrapped in unease and tension, as suffering and gloom penetrates these songs mysterious beauties. Questo Mostrarsi embodies this religiosity as its funeral organs resonate with the sins of humanity, a world view that once enraptured humans across Europe just a handful of centuries ago.

When incorporating percussion and keyboards, its performances are stiff and jagged, often breaking its own spell to some extent. Jolting hysterical sounds jostle in on occasion, as if to create a haunting vessel emerging from the shadows. Its bold edges are enjoyable when embracing its vision but much of this amateurish tonality seems so close to something stellar, had its production been more organically cultivated. These bold, punchy sounds further their presence in the records second half when Ralf Donis steps up, his stoic singing lingers in the shadow of his peer. More electronic sounds bustle in, Ralf deploying snarly sneers and groaned vocals which have the music bordering Skinny Puppy's Electro-Industrial with Chorn. The following Wild World has its moment as the two styles find a gripping chemistry together.

A common finality of curation comes to mind. Teignmouth engrosses one in a cultured, religious, historical worldly spell but consistency pulls us out as its stark execution breaks the magic. Caught between two ideas and lacking the finesse to pull it off, this sits with me as a flawed record that can be loved for Heinrich's voice who pulls us into its vision. With that, I am certain more spins would grow fonder, however I am keen and curious to go down this rabbit hole with new tools of discovery! Had to blurt out my thoughts and move on swiftly.

Rating: 6/10

Type O Negative "Slow, Deep and Hard" (1991)

 

Despite having a legendary status in their own right, this cult American band had eluded me until recently. I'd seen plenty of Type O Negative shirts at Metal shows over the years. I may have even passed up the opportunity to see them live a couple times before the vampyric Peter Steele's death in 2010. Having now familiarized and come to adorn some of their best material, it seemed certain a new journey was in wait.

 Starting with their debut, Slow, Deep and Hard breaks out with an unmistakable identity hinged around a willingness to meld new and distant musical ideas. Birthed through Gothic Horror and a crude sadistic humor, cheesy synth tones, gritty Industrial percussion and embrace of guitar dissonance somehow emerges authentic with underlying pains. A crude mix of Hardcore, Doom Metal and all things Gothic, Type O Negative straddle the estranged Avant-Guarde soundscape with oddities, yet land their lengthy songs with chant-along choruses, memorable melodies and rocking riffs.

Its a chemistry of their own making with cheerier punches fit for the 90s spirit. This light rarely departs a depraved side, gloomy and blood soaked as many of these songs lunge into slow and sluggish rhythm sections resting on dissonance and audio horror. Its quite the ride for an adventurous listener. Burly poetic recitals, gang shouts, pained screams and heavenly choral singing, variety is no stranger. Song structures straddle similar constructs as twisted avenues tend to return to the gratifying ideas.

This introduction is a powerful entry point, yet wanes with multiple listens as many of the first two tracks key ideas seem uncannily recycled over the remaining records span. Type O Negative display a unique character fit to bloom into a beast. With thoughtful appreciation, one can hear the previous decades influences. The likes of Swans, Bauhaus and Christian Death among others clearly shape an ever evolving Gothic mood. Industrial and Metal influences present too, this union of genres feels so odd and genuine too, the kind of chemistry that gets me excited. I can feel it already, this journey will be one of the greats!

Rating: 7/10

Lords Of Acid "Lust" (1991)

 

Deep into an obscure spotify playlist, I Sit On Acid immediately caught my attention with its sexually provocative intro leading into a obnoxious romp of darkly astral synths and hypnotic driving rhythms. I'd read up on the Belgium group Lords Of Acid many moons ago. Back then, they never sparked my interest but with my current pursuit of new sounds, this aggressive Electro-Industrial adjacent take on House and Dance known as New Beat has been a fascinating experience, if not a crass one.

The crude sexual themes and controversy it probably stirred at the time are little more than a smirking gloss on the music to give it another feisty edge. The instrumentals already do the heavy lifting here. What I've discovered is powerful and dense. Hard hitting saw waves and buzzing synths sound far more intense and aggressive than anything I've heard for this era before. Bold obnoxious keys are crammed in layers, squeezed between the relentless punching percussion with its classic Dance hi-hats. This is classic club and rave music for drugs and much more no doubt.

These harsh aesthetics make for a mini cacophony of attitude with decadent melodies and mean bass lines being rotated into focus. Nestled in are samples and fantastic yet cliche early 90s singing from Jade 4U. If you've spent any time with this era you'll hear too many tones and samples to count. There is obviously some keyboards, sample packs and software of the time that were heavily used and done to great effect!

 At sixty minutes it can test ones own tolerance, the jagged nature of the music feels incessant if not your primary cup of tea. I'm mostly blown away by how dark and dirty this music is for the year of its release. Its another missing piece in the musical puzzle. Of the praises I preach, I mostly talk to a handful of songs like I Sit On Acid that nail the vibes. Other songs struggle to land on such enthralling soundscapes, the track Hey Ho! being an oddity as it fails to incorporate Disney's seven dwarfs thematically. Overall Lust has got mediocrity with a few sparkly gems poking out between.

As for its crude nature it mostly feels harmless and fun, tongue in cheek for fun yet the self evident theme on closing track "I Must Increase My Bust" is contentious when it comes to self image and the damaging effects of comparison with others. Apart from that one blemish, this record has been a grooving blast! Such a niche discovery.

Rating: 6/10

Cranes "Wings Of Joy" (1991)

 

For the past ten days or so I've stewed over this one with repetitious intent. Songs like Thursday, Sixth Of May & Adoration anchor its slumped, dreary atmosphere in a deceptively subdued yet morbid setting. They sway in a mesh of mesmerizing tracks as musical frictions arise. Surges of jolting, broody piano chords, stabbed with solemn pains. Gritty frazzled guitars deliver drives of dissonance. Patrolling, devious base lines stalk with a shivering intent. In the degrees its various components meld at, all are driven by a cold mechanical tempo, dragging the music forth like a death march.

My curiosity in this drab journey was fueled by a lack of perception. As a band dropped into my collection for discovery later on, I initially found them on Shoegazing and Dream Pop lists. Too my ears there is little of that here. Wings Of Joy is far more akin to the burdensome biblical sins of Children Of God in its darker alleys. That's only partial because there is uplift in sight as Alison Shaw sings with a childish innocence of soft tonality and fragile wordless inflections. Her tone reminds me of Grimes yet feels so very different in the pale darkly context. She is much like an innocent lost soul endlessly drifting, trapped in a world of horrors and demons they are blind too.

The production is also of merit too. Its spacious design keep the often stiff and repetitious instruments an eerie space to brood within. The guitars often swell up from underneath, leaving the dull marches festering with texture. It seems to be the common trick. Its initial simplicity seems cold and lifeless yet as the songs drone on, this curious enchanting atmosphere arises to engross the listener. And that's what it achieves from start to end without a weak spot. Wings Of Joy has something distinct to offer and revels in the space crafted for it, by the English band who are named after the visibility of many cranes present in the dockyards of London, their home.

Rating: 7/10

Jim Kirkwood "Master Of Dragons" (1991)

Its round two with Jim Kirkwood and sticking to these early releases has unsurprisingly yielded a similar experience to that of Middle-Earth before it. Likely to be Tolkein inspired, or at least adjacent given its title and cover. Master Of Dragons steps into a more obscure realm as the 70s inspired electronica dominates its bolder phases. Unpinning the music with its whirl of psychedelic oscillations, a curious feeling of wandering is born. Less scenic and more personal, the music paints lonely journeys through mind and soul with moments of beauty woven between when its keyboard synths and soft reverbs forge yearning atmospheres of nature in a colorful bloom.

With its two halves both comprised of shifts, twists and phases in their twenty minute stays, its the second half that darkness a little. Percussion is heard for the first time as a steady, simplistic beat hold pace for the brooding of eerie, spacey synths. It breaks through with lively dramatic strings punching and jolting in with a threat, the tension growing yet without crescendo. The song plays itself out on a string of melodies, intertwining, steadily winding down only for deep tom drums to pound and stir up a racy finish that doesn't quite find a crown or peak and thus fades out into obscurity.

Its immensely enjoyable for this listener. At the time I imagine there would of been little interest given the dated electronic tones behind the curb of the 80s and 90s. Yet with nostalgic interest and the awakening of Dungeon Synth to the Likes of Fantasy and Tolkein inspired music, this plays wonderfully like a video game soundtrack, the backing to wild adventures of imagination and thus feels oddly fresh and exciting. Then again many discoveries of old can be like that. Music discovery is always fun but with the added dimension of being able to share them through streaming, I've found this music to be a wonderful addition to the livestream experience.

Rating: 7/10

Arcturus "My Angel" (1991)

Finding myself on a Symphonic Black Metal binge of late, I turned my attention to Arcturus, an old favorite. Something then caught my eye, the release date! As far as the Norwegian scene is concerned, anything dated before late 1993 tends to carry a little mystique for the front runners who were involved before the explosion of popularity and exposure. This two song release is also considered to be the first inception of Symphonic Black Metal at a time where the 2nd wave sound was still forming its identity. I don't know how I never gave any attention before. Ive been aware of it since discovering this amazing band.

My Angel is one of those curious records that evokes thought over time and place, a band caught in a moment trying to find their footing with emerging musical ideas. It has soft remnants of Mortem, the Death Metal act these musicians were previously known as and with a strong shift away from that style the name change was certainly apt. The lasting aesthetic identities here are the iconic synth string tones, which feature heavily on their debut. That and a handful of compositions in Mortax give you an idea of where they will go. The drudging guttural grows and gloomy atmosphere will be left behind.

The record stands as a curious transition between music scenes and ideas. With the ideals of extremity and low fidelity yet to become hallmarks of the Black Metal genre, Arcturus pull on the slow pace of Doom Metal and simple power chord arrangements as their tools to sway towards evil and darkness. It takes on a haunting persona with the lead guitar on My Angel wailing like a lost spirit calling across fog swept moors.

The production is crass but capable. Sloppy and dissonant it carries a charm, one for the era you could consider a decent attempt at introducing these thick atmospheric key tones alongside the extremities producers where still figuring how to piece together. The second song, Morax, hit me as a three part song stitched together. While writing this blog I've learned they had a demo tape from the year before, further adding to the mystique. On that cassette Morax was split into three and alongside a synth intro, showed these guys had this sound together a little earlier than I initially thought! All in all a very enjoyable discovery for someone who thought I knew this all inside out!

Rating: 4/10

Bolt Thrower "War Master" (1991)

This is it! The pivot I was listening out for, a moment of change but one that surprisingly comes as a full on swing. With a touch of Doom Metal restraint, the band find the steady footing for their brutality to march hard at mid tempo, with powerful grooves thrusting its momentum forth with the energy I enjoy. Bolt Thrower still strike me as a band in identity crisis. Yet to land on the appropriate theme of war, their Warhammer inspired image and tacky name seemed at odds with the early Death Metal sound. These are all details that don't really matter if the music is good.

In War Master lies a big step forward in fidelity and song writing. The rhythm guitar finally finds its tempered aggression that defines later records. This aforementioned pivot is massive but not without the blemishes of their previous efforts. It actually adds a little flair as wild plunges into loose blast beats and the hangover of Grindcore guitar noise give it brief tangents to break the tone. Otherwise all the pieces are in place. Big and powerful power chord arrangements routinely switch into tremolo picking as lively drum patterns pick up pace, delivering that heavy sway of grooving aggression.

Best of all, Karl Willets's voice opens way up. This could have been aided by the decent fidelity of this record. His breathy, throaty guttural growls are very audible for this seasoned listener. I found myself catching many of his doom and gloom lyrics, expressing disgust and commanding punishment and persecution for the human race. Its all light heart stuff! He rides the music like that extra layer of noise but the amount of texture and grit is endearing. Its not often a vocal performance catches my ear.

All being said, my excitement is steered heavily by finding this "linking" moment where the band stumbled into their own brilliance. That being said, it sounds like a total switch up to my ears with only the occasional blast beats and eruptions of lead guitar noise having much of a link to what they did on Realm Of Chaos. I'd be curious to learn what the band themselves thought of this evolution. With only two other records to digest, I think I'll put this one on ice again for now.

Rating: 6/10

Cypress Hill "Cypress Hill" (1991)

 

 As a precursor to another record I'll talk on tomorrow, it felt essential to lay a little groundwork with Cypress Hill's dynamite debut from 1991. Nothing quite like this sound had existed beforehand. The Hill blew minds with funky Latino vibrations and a bold advocation for the use of marijuana at the forefront of their music. Unlike a lot of other acts in Hip Hop, the trio would go on to have a decorated career beyond the debut with a string of creative and commercially successful albums, birthing songs known the world over like Rap or Rock Superstar and Insane In The Brain.

Firstly a disclaimer, this group were one of my first "favorites", who as a young teen I bonded with immensely... these beats and rhymes are practically baked into my brain. I can't tell you how many times I've spun this one. Giving it another go as I right, I am reminded of how well crafted these instrumentals are. Yet to lean on slamming percussion, DJ Muggs flavors his grooves with bold, funky samples. It has a little Bomb Squad flair for obnoxious noises and stabs among the guitars, horns and trumpets. It mostly has a keen psychedelic edge, resisting conventional melodies and arranging his loops to flow in succinct persuading repetitions.

I often forget how uplifting and warm the Hill once where. By album three, Temples Of Doom, they were deep in the darkness. Despite having devious classics like "How I Could Just Kill A Man" and "Hole In The Head", Muggs keeps spirits up with a spicy measure of groove and funk weighed up in a string of classic beats. However the lyrics are mixed in with rugged street talk and violence, swaying between more fun topicality. Variety comes with laid back grooves, busying instrumentals pushing the noise and a playful helping  of Latino flair. In the records end stretch, the guitar sample on Tres Equis illuminates brightly, doing all the work for Muggs as Sen Dog raps in Spanish. A niche touch to give the record more uniqueness.

B-Real is a phenomenal talent, all too overlooked as one of the greatests in my opinion. He establishes himself with a youthful flair but his rhymes are so concise, the flows mesmerizing and with that strong navel inflection, inspired by the Beastie Boys, he proves himself on round one. So many of his distinguished particular cadences and catered rhythms are established on this one. Flows and rhyme groupings that get recycled and referenced in later records are in abundance here at the inception. Lets not forget the hooks, this record is loaded with them. Hand On The Pump has one of the best with its lala lala conclusion and Sen delivering the hype between.

Every track as something to offer and a write up can't go by with out mentioning Stoned Is The Way Of The Walk. An absolute banging sleazy spaced out beat with B-Real rhyming through the percussive breakdowns without pause. Its timeless, despite having a distinctly "of the time" feel, everything stands up. With knowledge of whats to come, Real Estate seems a step ahead. It has the harder drum loop and focused attention on its main sample and pumped up baselines. That's another point, the music is laced with bold lines in the low end that glues much of it all together.

This record never lost its charms on me over the decades and right now it's pleasures are so vivid. That is when I enjoy writing the most. What's the point other than to feel the music as much as you can? I can barely think of a bad word to say on this record, its a brilliant debut statement. Stylistically stunning and sharp, flavored with a spice not heard before in Hip Hop. Barely a weak spot, although everyone will find their favorites among these sixteen cuts. A classic!

Rating: 10/10

Bathory "Twilight Of The Gods" (1991)

Twilight Of The Gods represents some truly new territory as a part of my nostalgic journey. Bar a couple songs, most of the record was fresh and thus had a challenge in the face of all the praise I heaped on Hammerheart. Its temperament is similar, more of this heathen viking Metal but with a duller edge. Its title track and Song Of Blood have a gloomy tone. They make up twenty one minutes of the record as the pair steady the ship for slower tempos. It shifts focus from guitar to its choral voices that conjure rural life of this inspired era of history. In a few rare moments of gusto, the guitars feel held back by the production which doesn't give them enough punch. Its very much an atmospheric affair and that gloomy feel does subside in parts but mostly these two have a burdensome vibe that drags on.

That temperament is felt throughout, however the middle tracks get to embellish their themes and stories with rocking riffs and choruses that bring some much needed excitement. The tone is dominating though, even Quorthon's excited explosions of lead guitar seem dulled. If its composition or production, I can't get away from this moody tinge, its almost indulging but mostly for me lurches in the shadows of the mythic, heritage charged music that came before it. This time around the vision of culture lost to time is distinct but lacking an enticing energy.

Blood And Iron gets a nod for its stunning glossy acoustic guitars that ring out metallic chords. Its a gorgeous compliment to the driving song beneath, breathing much needed colour into the icy, cold and stiff production that I'll say again feels a fraction away from being an endearing quality. The album ends on a high though, the Hammerheart song an anthemic out poor of triumphant singing that works in some of Gustav Holst's timeless music from The Planets. Its an epic conclusion to an otherwise disappointing record that is a little to self indulged in its droning tone and off-key singing, which again feels a fraction away from something great in its pursuit of authenticity. The bellowing call of the hard life of vikings resonates with that same hardship. A flawed record which has Its moments, I am doubtful it will grow on me.

Rating: 6/10

Queen "Innuendo" (1991)

After a patchy decade pumping out mediocrity around one or two killer songs on each album, Queen enter the 90s with a strong shift in tone to solidify a return to form that was unfortunately their last with Freddie, who's health was declining during Innuendo's creation. The group effectively roll back the years, getting past the simplified approaches to songwriting and creating more inspired pursuits of Progressive Rock that manifest wonderfully on its opening track. They sound like Queen of the 70s.

 Although other songs don't follow this dynamic the album tone lacks any of the cheese or Synthpop influence they steadily picked up over the last decade. Its a return to roots that remains a step forward with the Hard Rock edge playing out in a fun new environment. Brian May's enigmatic lead guitar style sounds less like contrasting bursts of energy interrupting a songs flow. Queen get the mood right here, over and over, his solo's making for wonderful peaks in the flow of musical indulgence.

After a string of tracks, All God's People, These Are The Days Of Our Lives and most guilty, Delilah, hits a snag with that cheesy song writing rearing its ugly head as the tone shifts into a more formulaic cast. The Hitman pulls things back on track with a roaring anthem of Heavy Metal might as its attitude laden riffs throw up a head banger of a track! It's lyrics may be a little goofy but it makes up for it that riff! May also shreds a slick, lengthy lead guitar solo as the song takes a lengthy bow out.

The albums strength is its tone and atmosphere. It feels together as one project with the soft, airy synths composed with a familiarity from track to track. Its variety seems less obvious with this consistent sound, despite there being a handful of styles and creative expressions to go around the songs. Freddie gives a really fantastic performance. Even handicapped by a limit range, he puts all his feeling and passion into whats available. A redeeming record in the Queen arch, just one record left now.

Favorite Tracks: Innuendo, Don't Try So Hard, The Hitman

Rating: 7/10

Alice In Chains "Sap" (1991)

Prior to their monumental sophomore record Dirt, Alice In Chains released this five track acoustic EP which I had previously glossed over. Reviving Sap to my playlist, It took me a few spins to get past the change in temperament. Then I found another charm this group possess, a side of them not felt from the acoustic compliment that creeps into their dominantly heavy music. In stripping back the distortion guitars, their Grunge and Groove Metal energy leaves a void filled by a range of influences. Folk, Blues Rock and Country all have leanings on these traditional, acoustic guitar led song styles, blossoming into a different and simply indulgent experience.

Its opening track Brother is almost unrecognizable. I believe it is Staley singing with a soft casual, breathy persona, a polar shift from his normally electric out-poor. Guest vocalist Ann Wilson of Heart harmonizes in a higher octave on the chorus for another unexpected spice. In getting familiar with it, a warm and tender song of sombre acceptance emerges and that emotional reverence flows onward. I believe Ann returns again on Am I Inside. Her small roll adds a keen flavor, much like the bright piano that creeps in under the haunting guitar. Aligned with shimmers of cymbals and brief bongo patters it speaks volumes to their musical ability and inspiration.

The bass guitar lays down some deep, warm rumblings to thicken out these sombre acoustic strokes. It gets a gritty pump of groove going on Got Me Wrong, the only track to deploy distortion guitars. In a strange way you can hear them being pulled back to the more expectant sound but the two styles just pull the slider back and forth, rather than gelling into something bigger. The last track is a joke track of skits, goofs and gaffs with comical musical arrangements. Its quite fun and a peek into a less serious side of the musicians, a nice something to throw in at the end.

Favorite Tracks: Brother, Am I Inside

Rating: 6/10

Living Colour "Biscuits" (1991)

When it comes to music I am somewhat of a completionist, which leads me too this disposable EP released between albums. It also means a negative blog post, something I am not fond of. Here we have six tracks, comprising of five unreleased songs, three of them performed live and my favorite Living Color song Desperate People, also live. Each track seems to be scared by some jarring feature that taints the whole experience to a rushed throwaway. Two of the tracks feature scratching samples with a generic 80s rawness. Its hard and mixed in over the rest of the music for a disparaging equilibrium that stains mediocre songs with an unfinished feeling. The second of these had potential however. Its Ska basslines and esoteric, dreary, gothic guitars muster interest that's interrupted by tone deaf scratching.

The live performance of Desperate People from Vivid has all the enthusiasm and electricity of a wild show but the music is overplayed, too many variations and additional guitar noise gives an impression of the band getting to into the energy of playing and sacrificing a lot of fidelity. Further into the song Glover falls off key and it doesn't paint a good sell for the live show. On another tracks he moans and groans into the mic in a way that never sounds quite right... I could go on but you get the point, the quality here is sub par and with some bold annoyances on the project it just feels like a quick hash of material pulled together without much thought.

Rating: 2/10

Tool "72826" (1991)

I'm not new to Tool. I've been well aware of their reputation for many years but never found my way into their music. With a Download Festival show looming and a probable fifth album In the works its time to really give them a go! Working in chronological order we start with their demo tape 72826, a name which decodes to Satan. It feels like an excellent choice as I hear some clear links to sounds of other bands in the early 90s Alternative music era and I'm already picking up on some unique themes and concepts in their sound and identity.

On the lyrical front a majority of songs stem from personal relationship struggles manifesting into venting agitation yet most often with a streak of underlying intelligence. It rises to the forefront with Hush, its words challenge the ideas and norms of freedom of speach from a grounded, thoughtful position rather than that of rebellion. That perspective may be shaped by the more artistic and intentional construct of their sound. The words frequently blossom with clarity and wisdom as Maynard James Keenan cries out "I can say what I want to, even if I'm not serious. I can say what I want to, even if I'm just kidding". Its a thought provoking statement when juxtaposed with shouts of "kill yourself" which may initially seem thoughtless.

The music reminds me a lot of Post-Punk in some ways, just within the realm of Rock and Metal. Tool shape up their aesthetics and musical constructs with an ear for opposites, striking balances of melody and demonstrative groove with the guitars leaving space for big prowling baselines to clank and rattle in behind the animated drumming of Danny Carey. Its all comes together without a cheap trick of trope. Every track, although varying in quality, has a set of riffs that firmly establish the tone of the song without an over reliance on any particular instrumental approach or style.

The production for a demo in 91 is alarmingly decent yet objectively its aesthetic is brittle and colorless. The guitars are a dulled by their fuzzy distortion, the bass guitar clanks for volume like a Primus record and the drums lack depth, sounding metallic, especially the tom rolls. Despite all this the charm firmly emerges. Keenan establishes himself upfront with a great performance that reminds me on Eddie Vedder when he boards on a similar flamboyance. Its a great demo and has actually got me excited for the next few records as they will undoubtedly evolve to a Progressive behemoth.

Favorite Tracks: Hush, Sober

Rating: 6/10

Atheist "Unquestionable Presence" (1991)

Revisiting records of old, Florida Death Metal outfit Atheist's sophomore record "Unquestionable Presence", a subtle oxymoron, is a gem of a record I seemed to notice of in my youth. Exploring the Death Metal scene many years ago they were another band I liked in a wash of many. It didn't stand out at the time but hearing "Enthralled In Essence" again after many years had me blowing the dust off and tuning in for another spin. With such a more experienced ear for Metal and extreme music it became quickly apparent that in 1991 Atheist were ahead of the pack. Introducing Progressive elements in a more diversified sound, they could well be the first labeled as "Technical Death Metal", marking their music with complexity, intricate workings and musical theory.

The record opens up with a vivacious bass guitar at the forefront, dancing away individually between the shuffling drums and the tenacious guitars. Something that would become a staple of Technical Death Metal. It rumbles in the unforgiving, building a weighted atmosphere spliced with temperate grooves and two minutes in a vigorous solo bursts light into the atmosphere before it shuffles its way back into its heavier tone with uncommon time signatures looping under a 4/4. To juxtapose the dense sound some soft, sombre clean guitars and the sounds of birds chirping set the calm before they deliver a mighty, stomping thrash groove. The chirping leads through to the next track and its a thoughtful arrangement of riffs and assembly of ideas that culminate into another great track.

Other bands at the time were largely pushing the boundaries of Death Metals aesthetic, intensifying its tone and extremifying its ideology. Atheist set their sights on an expansive sound that could transcend the genres traits while retaining its brutal aesthetic. It did so with a streak of Thrash Metal that you can still hear a fusion of today with bands like Revocation. They don't bludgeon but take that weight to groove and the infectious bursts of adventurous guitar solos really root themselves in scene that was giving way to new sounds at that time. "An Incarnations Dream" starts of with a sombre, moody and atmospheric acoustic that builds up a suspense in its opposition to samples of riots and police sirens. The lead guitar really transforms and elevates the instrumental before its cut away and we are lured into the records reality again. It drops into a fantastic spacious grove reminiscent of Pantera and another riff sounding like Metallica on "Kill Em All" plays briefly between an onslaught pounding riffage.

The band have an arsenal of ideas and bring them together in a chop, change and evolve approach. Every song is turning over at every moment, never resting on their laurels which adds up to rather short songs that get through their ideas in a sprint. They could easily be drawn out into epics like many progressive songs do but this band get straight to the point and condense everything. Its just the aforementioned "An Incarnations Dream" that I would of loved to hear more of the illuminating intro but alas it goes against the core principle of continual evolution and across the short thirty two minutes this record runs for it makes for an ever exciting listen that never lulls.

With "binge listening" my ears are well attune to what is an old, 90s recording. Even so I think this album sounds gorgeous with what they were working with. The guitars have texture in their heavy, lower reaches and stretch into the highs with a sharp illuminated tone. The bass guitar is everything you could ask for, upfront in the mix with a thick bold tone. It gets plenty of time to shine through the songs, rarely mirroring the guitars directly. The drums are fantastic too, sounds like your in a room with the kit, lots of natural reverb on the toms and a crisp snare. The kicks have both a notable clicking and deep thud, not great for blasting but the drumming hear is spirited, lively and going all over the kit, it compliments it well. My only "negative" point are the vocals, not bad but not particularly impressive, vocalist Kelly Sheafer has a screechy style, very Thrash with a lot of strain and force in his voice, it doesn't carry a lot of weight but its presence doesn't lesser the music. Terrific rediscovery, I'm compelled to go through their other records now.

Favorite Tracks: Mother Man, Enthralled In Essence, An Incarnations Dream

Rating: 9/10

Head Of David "Seed State" (1991)

Some bands, some records get buried by time and English Industrial Metal outfit "Head Of David" are one of those bands who have drifted into obscurity. In this Internet age its just about possible to find copies of their records and small discussions about the group. They often cite their relation to other important Industrial Metal groups, like Justin Broadrick of Godflesh who also played in Napalm Death (early) and Techno Animal. He was in the band before leaving in 89 to be replaced by a drum machine. Fear Factory's cover of their cult classic "Dog Day Sunrise" is about the most exposure the band ever received and it may just be their influence and contribution to the sound of that era has been vastly overlooked. Either way "Seed State" is the bands farewell record and not what the band have been praised for. Its an Industrial Rock record with Metal aesthetics that wasn't particularly well received at the time and has vastly been forgotten about, its videos on youtube only scraping a few hundred views per song.

So why this record? Its a personal favorite of mine for a handful of songs that catch a vibe I really dig. I picked it out last week after years since I last enjoyed it and felt like talking about it. The record is musically mediocre and its production is sloppy, muddy and unpolished. It only favors the lead guitar, my favorite aspect of the record. Through this muddy wash of Industrial noise the leads sing out with a gorgeous tone and reverb that lays some deeply nostalgic and epic 90s feels over a chunky, mechanical rhythm section. These leads are often short riffs played over and over, quite often with stereo shifting effects. Slightly noisy and often shifting into chords they burst out of the music with a freedom and wild energy that's reflecting the mood of the times.

The lead single "How Primitive Are You" is a fantastic is example of all that's wrong and right with this record. In one moment its a mechanical droning of thin guitars and grooving base guitar and drum rhythms and the next it bursts into life with the chorus lead guitar illuminating the songs atmosphere with two dense notes held for a moment before looping into a swift melody. It feels aimless and without progression, just simply existing in the moment and I adore that. Singer Burroughs's lyrics are simplistic, poppy and without depth, they come of like an attempt of something "catchy" for the charts in the case of this song. Asking over and over how primitive we are before stating we should go primitive. It comes of as trying to be clever without any real depth to the idea. This kind of cliched chart music lyrical style is prominent but it has its moments where it works, "Vulture Culture" for example is a catchy rhyme that in itself could say a lot to the listener.

The songs mostly compromise of short sequences played over as the verses between choruses, standard stuff but its constant repetition and lack of variety creates is the heart of the Industrial sound that pounds away and gives more life to the "breaks" which may simply come in the form of an extra vocal line or sound effect in a particular moment. Its balanced minimalism, its effect is reliant on the chemistry between drums and base guitar which sound very much like the works of Frank Klepacki on the Command & Conquer soundtrack from 1995. Big, bold baselines strutting short grooves between the rigid, pumping automatized drum machines. Its a niche of taste but I thoroughly love the moments of this record where it hits the mark, shame its not consistent throughout, some tracks are quite the lull.

Favorite Tracks: How Primitive Are You, Human Feel, Vulture Culture, Zen Walker

Rating: 8/10

Pearl Jam "Ten" (1991)

Peral Jam are an American Rock / Grunge band who rose to fame in the early 90s with the explosive popularity of Grunge. Coming straight out of Seattle, the scenes origin, the group would release their first and best selling album "Ten" in 1991. The record was not an instant success but continued to steadily sell and picked up steam the following year. It has since gone 13 times platinum in the US alone and has helped cement their place in Rock history. Despite being a seminal act of one my favorite eras of music, I had hardly ever heard the group before, so I picked up this album with very little idea what to expect.

My first impression was good, but quickly I found myself asking "Is this grunge?". Softer guitar tones, less aggression and gliding, passionate vocal leads painted a Alternative/Classic Rock feel to a record that swiftly captivated me with composed rocking grooves, subtle melodics and Eddie Vedder's mighty, captivating presence as the front man who pours an immense amount of heart into his free flowing afflictions and anthem like singing. Before I barely knew a song I found myself singing along to his wild descending ascending vocal hooks on "Alive". Singing and lyrics are often like another instrument to me, and although they sit in the forefront of much music, its not often I find myself engrossed in what their doing. I've been scratching my head trying to remember when a singer last captivated me like this, but Vedder's passioned singing is memorizing and by grabbing my attention so vividly he lets the quality of the music behind him speak volumes in a subtle magnitude, before breaking out explosively in the moments of his absence.

The chemistry between the instruments is dynamic and powerful. The group achieve a big rocking sound with no need for heavy overdrive or cheap tricks. On the track "Why Go" the guitars slam in over a glistening bass line with a mammoth, melodic groove. There is a big space in the sound, the drums rattle away orchestrating the rhythm and although feeling distant from one another they fill this space rocking out Classic Rock riffs with a jamming feel. On particular tracks the group bust out into guitar solos that have a magnetic energy to them as they wildly shred leads reminiscent of Skynnard and Hendrix over a steady bass. The more I talk about it the less I see the Grunge. This group just rock hard in a classic style, but bring a newer sounding tone and drive, complimented by Vedder's theatric perfomances.

The group also calm the mood with some dreary melodics and quieter, progressive numbers that build up big atmospheres. All of this is amplified by the subject matter of the lyrics which are surprising candid and bold. Tackling topics of suicide, depression, abortion and mental illness this album strolls through dark territory while maintaining an upbeat mood. The track "Jeremy" really pulls at the heart strings as Vedder sings tribute to a young boy who took his life in front of his classmates, a mental state reached from the abuse suffered at home and from his peers. Its a climactic moment in an album full of terrific songs, the sort that closer examination just yields more admiration of the instrumentation that can sometimes feel I little hidden behind Vedder enigmatic performances. A stunning debut record.

Favorite Songs: Even Flow, Why Go, Jeremy, Release

Rating: 9/10

My Bloody Valentine "Loveless" (1991)

Scottish group My Bloody Valentine are a Shoegazing band who have been cited a major influence and pioneers of the genre which gets its name from the literal observation of gazing at ones shoes, a characteristic of the guitarists in the genre who would stare at their feet when playing. Having recently enjoyed some Shoegazing influences I felt compelled to check this album out after enjoying the opening and single track "Only Shallow".

The group have a low fidelity aesthetic, grungy guitars muddy there way through a wall of fuzzy distortion that consumes and blurs much of the instrumentation around them. Some strummed clean chords are slightly audible and the drumming is lost and buried under much of this hazy fuzz. The vocals the most captivating element, providing a gentle melody and relation through the noise of the guitars. With all that said the production and mixing is very inconsistent from track to track, with the opening drums having a clear and crisp yet slightly narrow sound to them, then in the next couple of tracks they are buried. The guitars also utilize the tremolo bar, distorting chords and pitch shifting them, giving them a sound like the audio had been recorded to old tape and stretched. Interesting at first, but becoming somewhat dull as the album progressed.

This album was a disappointment. Beyond the promise of the opening track the music failed to evoke much emotional response from me. The ideas and aesthetics from the opening track were quickly dulled as track after track meandered through low fidelity noise that didn't offer much in terms of imagination or progression. I understand and appreciate the influence a record like this can have, the experimentation with fidelity and aesthetics is interesting and captivating, however there was an apparent lack of substance behind these ideas as each song drifted by with no remarkable moments or much to talk about. 

Favorite Tracks: Only Shallow, When You Sleep

Rating: 4/10

The Smashing Pumpkins "Gish" (1991)

The 90s is probably my favorite era of music. The Alternative movement, the birth of Nu Metal and the peak of Hip Hop are three I'm very fond of. Its never ceases to amaze me how much wonderful music was created in this decade, and my latest discovery is The Smashing Pumpkins. I thought for now it would be fitting to talk about there first album, which I first heard this album some time ago. It has taken me some time to appreciate their genius, but now I find myself addicted to a sizeable portion of there rich discography.

Like many of the greats, the Pumpkins have a genius to there sound that muddies the lines we draw to define how bands are supposed to sound. Theres elements of Rock, Alternative, Grunge and Metal that has an almost Gothic tinge to it. In this blurrinesses of influences Pumpkins create a unique identity. I personally feel like a big part of this comes from the downplaying of the guitars, D'arcy's bass is often pounding over the top of fuzzy guitar riffs that could easily be high energy Metal if played in a louder, crisper setting. Its this approach that give the guitars a more melodic vibe and subtle energy that gives them their edge.

The drumming is thoughtful, subtlety moving from fast upbeat tempos with explosive snare rolls to quiet atmospheric pace setting where the songs dictate. The guitars are charismatic and explore many melodic and energetic moments throughout the record. The bass is warm, bold and loud, which I really enjoyed as bass presence can often be overlooked. Billy's voice may not be to everyones liking, but it grows with time at proves to be an emotional outlet that is an important part of what makes it work. Pumpkins are the complete package who over time grew as musicians. This record proves they had it from day one, theres no filler here and plenty of memorable moments to enjoy.

Favorite Songs: I Am One, Rhinoceros, Bury Me, Crush, Snail, Tristessa

Rating: 8/10

A Tribe Called Quest "The Low End Theory" (1991)

Where has this album been my whole life? Right under my nose. I've had this Hip Hop classic for years, yet it was only earlier this year i gave it a proper listen. And oh my, what have i been missing out on? A lot. I also found out after getting deep into this record that Tribe played their last live shows last year. I had no idea they were still playing shows. I am sore but lets not dwell on that. Lets talk about this wonderful album.

Tribe are an upbeat, positive Hip Hop group from Queens, New York who broke out the year before with the classic "Can I Kick It". This album represents a fitting evolution in the groups sound that gave birth to one of Hip Hops greatest albums of all time, The Low End Theory has the trio bringing there very best to the table. Q-Tip's production on this album is inspirational, every song has fantastic chemistry between the beats and samples that make for some memorable jazzy, grooving tracks that will get you moving (Sky Pager). Theres many choice edits and breaks to keep the beats feeling fresh throughout, which is an art in itself considering the repetitive nature of Hip Hop beats. 

On the lyrical front Q-Tip & Phife Dawg are at the peak of there game with fantastic street wise & socially conscious story telling songs that have many memorable lines that will get stuck in your mind  (Yo! microphone check, one two what is this?) . Collectively there flow is just right for these beats and you couldn't picture having anyone else on these tracks... Saying that, Busta Rhymes makes an welcome appearance on Scenario, the albums darkest track. All in all the chemistry here is on point as a Tribe at there peak deliver a Hip Hop classic.

Favorite Songs: Butter, The Infamous Date Rape, Everything Is Fair, Sky Pager

Rating: 9/10