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One Inch God
Defenestration |
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Who cares about their music… I'm still in awe of the fact that there's actually a word for the act of throwing someone through a window! And true to their name… all in their ripe teens this crew by the way, but shocking what kids learn in school today, eh? "One Inch God's" their debut and the first parallel I draw is to the likes of Kittie, the all-girl Canadian fire-power that took the heavy Rock world by… its balls basically and specifically here, led by the vocal urgency of Gen Tasker, a spice girl look-alike incidentally, don't know which one but the young looking blondie, whatever her name is-Emma, I think-but that's where the comparison ends. Coming straight at ya from all angles, "Stitch" opens things up-ironically I suppose, and chugs not so merrily along with an agitated likeness that only subsides briefly during a catchy chorus that I honestly didn't expect from the brutal pounding from whence it came… Listeners will be quick to point to Hole for other comparisons and while I won't argue that… I guess I can't dispute it either, they're pretty dead on at least before Hole became this titanic fan friendly grunge machine media darling… Defenestration's got a lot of ground to cover musically where the repetitive nature tends to gnaw at yer nerve fibers after a while but for overall grind-appeal, fit well within range for what's been all the rage up to now-and "rage" being the key word in most cases. The tunes chug along angrily, stomping, spitting yet at times repentant in their unrestrained and abusive tactics but it's damn hard to back away from that soulful beckoning that when she sings, has this alluring Joan Jett-like presence to soothe the savage beat that wails away in the distance. Released by Dream Catcher Records Review by Vinnie Apicella
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