Saturday, August 11, 2007

Destroyer Destroyer - "Littered with Arrows"

As subtle and unbelievable as an NBA-superstar clotheslining an opposing fast-breaker, glowering over the squirming opponent, motioning for the crowd to “bring it,” then “raise the roof”, and finally “dropping it” like an ample-tushed clubber over the injured not yet breathing turning blue as his arms flail opponent’s face; proceeding to Frosty that ice cube of a visage in that one fluid squat, and then returning to standing to intimidate the rescue workers inching from the edges as if peripheral vision doesn’t exist if they pretend they’re secret Ninjas; lastly throwing up his hands and shaking his head in disbelief immediately upon hearing the shrill reprimand, never actually seeing the T intact before it breaks apart at its intersection when the ref tries to, apparently, throw his entire right arm, pointer finger extended, toward the visitor’s locker room, Destroyer Destroyer’s Goodfellow debut, Littered with Arrows, is a good way to make almost anyone grimace and/or cower and hand over their money. Handheld iPod SoundDock speaker systems are suddenly a very dangerous weapon. If we ever achieve world peace, nobody will ever wonder what war sounds like -– but the extra-crazy, filled with bayonet decapitations and atomic explosions, arrows in the eyes and legions of pissed off Minotaurs kind of war only -- as long as this recording exists. During inter-track moments of reprieve, a stunning hum hovers like hordes of flies.

Littered with Arrows comes recommended for those who enjoy Ion Dissonance’s churning groove, Discordance Axis’ spasms, and, especially, the cacophony of Goro-gone-mad maniacally brandishing, waving and smashing simultaneously a chainsaw, an entire weight-bench, and, in opposing hands, lameass Johnny Cage’s head and spurting-trunk neck-down. My rating for this album is a little less than the average of ABACABB. Yes, Goro is definitely wearing Johnny Cage’s shades and screaming, while his easily annoyed demon-brain explodes with incredulity, “Who the fuck wears shades to the gym?”

The sounds of war: Destroyer Destroyer - "A Golden Technique"

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1 Comments:

Blogger Andrew Haak said...

man, you're a genius.

August 12, 2007 5:21 PM  

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