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Pelican's second full length album The Fire In Our Throats Will Beckon The Thaw , is finally back in press on 180 gram double LP.
With their 2005 epic, Pelican brought on new levels of complexity to their already distinctive auditory stamp. Acoustic guitars take their place beside the group's traditional power-droning and awe-inspiring instrumental anthems. Whether this signaled the end of the underground musical landscape as we knew it, or the beginning of a new one is anyone's guess. Luckily, it rules either way.
- Vinyl is housed in a Stoughton old-school style heavyweight gatefold jacket printed on reflective metallic stock. Available on 180 gram black, orange, black/blue splatter, and white/blue splatter vinyl. Each disc has full color labels and a heavyweight full color inner-sleeve.
Also available as part of the pre-order are a limited edition hoodie and t-shirt that revive classic Pelican designs in new color-ways.
Summer's almost over, school is back in session, and you are pissed that you have to start wearing sleeves again. Well, cool your jets, because we have a trio of Pre-Orders for BOTCH,DAUGHTERS, and JESU records that belong on your shelf.
BOTCH
We Are the Romans
Unless you've been living under a rock that's underneath another even bigger rock in a cave in the middle of nowhere, you probably already know what's up with this milestone of an album. Initially released in the year two grand, Botch's final full-length was/is the kind of devastating metallic hardcore explosion that the term "metallic hardcore" could/can only aspire to. In fact, these dudes nailed it so hard that the bands that came afterward had to start calling themselves "metalcore" out of respect.
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s/t
Daughters' s/t is the kind of record you can't stop turning up. The kind that satisfies every cultural, musical requisite a critical listener possesses while simultaneously reinventing the wheel. The kind that's so immediately gratifying that you don't even bother to compare your instincts with what today's internet has to say. The kind you won't have to remove from your record player for months on end.
Everyday I Get Closer to the Light From Which I Came
Beginning with 'Homesick', with its guitar hooks, shoegaze textures and familiar jesusound, one can be misled into considering that this new album will follow a familiarjesu trajectory. Instead the following tracks use jesu's aesthetic, but take in dub, post punk, and electronica along the way, to create maybe the most dynamic jesu album to date.
(Avalanche Recordings)
DROWNINGMAN - Busy Signal at the Suicide Hotline is being re-pressed on vinyl LP. It will be available on Black, Clear, and Black/Yellow split vinyl, and housed in the last remaining jackets from the original pressing. There is also a limited edition shirt that will only be printed once as part of this pre-order.
We thought Drowningman's debut would be best described and contextualized by one of their peers. With that in mind here's some words on the subject by Roderic Mounir, drummer extraordinaire from Swiss math-metal wizards and fellow Hydra Head alumni Knut:
"Remember, this was year 1998 when so many great bands put out incredible releases: Converge When Forever Comes Crashing, Cave In Until Your Heart Stops, Botch American Nervoso, Isis Mosquito Control EP, Refused The Shape of Punk to Come, etc. Those were exciting times for the realm of heavy underground music. A seemingly lesser-known act, Drowningman, came up that year with a moniker and a sound that brought to mind the pioneers of chaotic metallic hardcore, Deadguy. Rising from Burlington, Vermont, they rocked in an even tighter fashion and would play even further the superlong-witty-song-title game. The album itself was presented under a semi passable (but ultimately memorable) B-movie title, Busy Signal at the Suicide Hotline.
That however wasn't the most important facet of the album- the music was: Drowningman fired on all cylinders, fusing hardcore-punk, noisecore, math-rock, metal and even indie-pop. Yes, they were the only band that could jump from a shredding metalcore part to a pretty singy-songy chorus without sounding like a preppy emo band - long before this became a fashionable (and marketable) formula. With a singer as capable as Simon Brody, you'd wonder why they wouldn't give it a shot. It worked. Most of all, the guitarists had so many great riffs under their belts - viciously discordant, blatantly rocking, anthemic, you name it, and to top it off a drummer that possessed enough versatility and musicality in his grooves to make it flow effortlessly.
Listen to opener ‘Condoning The Use Of Inhalants’: it clocks in at just under three minutes, but by the time it reaches the 2:30 mark, the band has already gone through five different riffs at least, and just as many tempo shifts, seamlessly. Drowningman were a lesson in songcraft just as much as they were in extremity. A lesson those lucky enough to cross their path undoubtedly retained."

