HORN
OF THE RHINO
'Grengus'
(Doomentia Records)
Bilbao is apparently both a city and a jungle, this just dawned on
me. The Lions of Athletic Club have become the football (that's
soccer, my beloved Americans) hipster's choice after an impressive
Europa Cup campaign this year, spanking the useless Man Utd team in
the process, among other heroics. I've been rooting for the club
since 1984 so spare the thought I've been quick to jump on the
bandwagon...but I digress. The Rhino gang ain't no slouches either,
running rampant on gamut of influences that may make little sense on
paper (Autopsy and Soundgarden, what the fuck?) but once you pop up
this in the player it becomes clear they're mean bastards armed with
malicious intentions. Not only this is oppressively HEAVY sounding
and chock-full of massive mean riffs and pounding, thunderous rhythms
but these songs feel like the band getting the kicks whilst throwing
heaps of sludgy mud in the listener's direction. Fuck yeah, Horn Of The Rhino seem to be glad they're this kind of misbehaving,
super-energetic rock 'n rolling bastards who make their own rules and
don't take shit from anyone. Crusty death metal gallops? No problem.
Extended doom jams? Right there, Sir. Seattle-based gloominess?
Enjoy. While 99 out of 100 bands would make fools of themselves
trying to combine such a range of styles and sound even remotely
interesting without falling flat on their faces, these Basques do it
with ease, a cheerful smirk and class. Hey, Rhinos - free peyote-tripping gig
at San Mames any time soon? [8,5]
(Vladimir Petrov)
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