Sweet pearly grail of epic features Batman!
Alabama representatives, No Cure, have decided to drag our bloody bodies through backwoods rebellion with their new EP titled, I Hope I Die Here, which can be collected for your Christmas wish list on December 6th.
Straight out of Birmingham, this masochist dream team aliated with SharpTone Records locks us inside of a rickety old shack and slices our ears with eight deviant tracks featuring absolutely unbelievable guests, from Matthew Hasting of MychildrenMyBride to Lance McLaughlin of Bareknuckle.
The track titles are hilarious and regal; the lyrics are brass balls and hijacking. Each band member individually displays a heart of pristine cruelty behind their instrument, making them an explosive of all things malevolent. The claim is that they were of the neglected middle child of hardcore scenes when the focus was on the pretentious kingdoms of East and West, but after hearing this entire record I feel No Cure stands as the most wanted apocrypha coming to wake the dead in both scenes.
Three tracks stood out on the level of lyrics and distinguishing judgments for instrumentals: Forced Coagulation, moves like Skinless in some areas while bopping like Since the Flood in others. I love percussion placement on every track, but on this one specifically, there’s a good sense of how many potential deaths will happen in the pit. Kill A Frat Guy has a graceful and powerful transition in the vocals on this track, going from the style of Vincent Bennett of The Acacia Strain to Lee Spielman of Trash Talk in superior violent tantrums.
“Kill A Frat Guy” holds a mix-match of tempos for you to feel the numerous knives lance and twist. This is also the track that features Lance Mclaughlin, and left me feeling like I watched the opening scene in Hellraiser. Warcry is a perfect ending to a ferocious tale of matrimony with southern elegance, and it is a solid headbang anthem featuring Hollan Chapman of Living Tragedy.
No Cure has a very liberating and didactic history behind their inquisition as a straight-edge hardcore band that has put out one of the most epic covers of Earth Crisis “Firestorm” to date. The live videos that I’ve seen nail very pristine performances and I’ve read rave reviews from those who have experienced it for themselves. If they aren’t on Furnace Fest next year, it’s not worth your dollar; and whoever bought out all of their merchandise in size large needs to confront me in the pit. I’m pissed!
No Cure’s I Hope I Die Here is now available to order at this location.
