It's about 6:00 am. Pitch shit black, and I've been up since 3:15, on the road since 4:00. Drank enough coffee to kill a horse and only about 50% sure I'm on the right road. I'm in no mood for the horrible atrocities and audible crimes perpetrated by this so-called "morning radio". Bieber, Bieber, country, church service, talk show, church service.... I think my soul wants to vomit. With miles of some of NY's most boring highway ahead, I decided this was the perfect opportunity to blast the new Wolves Carry My Name album, "Black Earth Tongue". Released on Oct 14, 2016, I got my copy the day it came out, but this was my first opportunity to listen to it straight through, uninterrupted. Their previous release "Among the Ashes and Ruins", instantly became one of my favorite albums and I have been not so patiently waiting for a follow up ever since. I had high hopes and was not disappointed. This was exactly the kind of kick in the teeth I needed to get through this dismal ride.
Only seconds in and I'm feeling rejuvenated, rocking down the highway speed limits be damned. I've heard listening to good music is a legal defense. Legitimate in any court for speeding. But don't quote me on that. At only about 29 minutes long this isn't an exceptionally long album. But it doesn't need to be. There is no fluff, no filler, no fucking around here. They get in, get the job done and get out! Like a precision bank robbery. In and out before you know what hit you, leaving you holding your ass looking for you wallet and all the killer cat food coupons contained within.
Their Bandcamp page describes their sound as "a bastard of 90's sludge metal and ruthless hardcore fused into sonic waves of blackness". That description works for me as they fall under no conventional label. A tempo faster than your typical sludge but with vocals just a vicious. Guitar hooks and stoner rock moments with a more ambient doomy feel other times. All the different elements are woven together seamlessly. I am guilty of never paying much attention to listening to an album in order, but one thing that struck me about the first album was how it flowed,this album is no different. Teeth Black as Coffin Nails serves as an introduction and Tamam Shud is a fitting conclusion. The thought about every aspect is evident throughout. From the arrangements to the track layout. No wasted time. Hard hitting and straight to the point. Do yourself a favor and check out their Bandcamp and pick up a copy.
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