Wednesday, March 23, 2011

"Take me to that beautiful place..."


Aussie post-punk act The Scientists, born out the remnants of Exterminators and Invaders, were sick of the power pop and rock of the time and took a turn towards the dark and demented. In doing so they helped pave the way for multitudes of bands in the Seattle area as well as New York, helping to form a big part of what became 90s indie rock and most importantly GRUNGE.
Blood Red River (1983) is when they really went off the deep end. Back when most bands were about being catchy and slick, these guys wanted dirt and pain. They were kind of like a gloomy clinically insane psychedelic-tinged Stooges. The whiny squeals and moans of the guitar just wind and twirl through the maniacal song structure crashing with the heavy dingy bass thuds and thumping drum beats. Production was mean, trashy, and raw. Kim Salmon's drugged out vocals stumbled through it all, delirious and sinister as fuck. This album is abusive and careless lust in it's grossest form.


-BlackReignbow

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