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Six Years in the Desert Fall Silent |
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Six years in the desert and this is the end result… complete and total devastation! The Nevada Six, or so they seem aimed and true on the back cover, has nothing whatever to do with the "Silent" aspect in their name and in fact a not so clever shield, if there was one, into outsmarting their adversaries. Fall Silent is in fact extreme music placed at the end of a gun barrel and the trigger's about to be pulled… so immediately slide back your perceptions of Hard-Core, Grind-Core, Speed Metal and the like-here's where a total obliteration of such separatist movements as well as whatever senses haven't previously been dulled by the strains of "Playing House," or "Never Before… Never Again," early on. "Playing House?" Had to take a quick pause to gander at the lyrics and yep, "Playing House," which doesn't quite follow the impending noise churning forth from its onset but when you reveal subject matter based solely upon death and the resultant pleasure, there's some indication that not all is as it seems. Fall Silent is a violent musical storm that not many will be able to weather nor should they be advised to try. "Hail of Bullets" is about where it all ends for me-only three songs in-and I can't remember hearing anything this sudden, this nasty, this overwrought with anger since the last time I fell asleep in Sunday school class… and everyone thinks they're so quaint and charming in their cute black robes, ha, guess again! The latest of a burgeoning breed of quick triggered Noise-corists, Dillinger's ace in the fucking hole no doubt, Fall Silent's aim is true enough-straight between the eyes of all that lies at the foot of their irritation… all of which are presented in no small abundance it would seem. Released by Revelation Records Review by Vinnie Apicella [va85@columbia.edu] |