(Sub Pop)whether these berserk times demand similar music,then Pissed Jeans are the go-to combo. Co-produced by Lydia Lunch, the Pennsylvania quartet’s fifth album both captures and rages against the lunacy of modern life, or pouring derision on everything from fetish webcams and office sexism to the increasing predominance of what singer Matt Korvette calls “shitheads”. Their vehicle for this is a fair outmoded racket,as they rampage from sludgy post-hardcore to a kind of debauched grunge, and tall-octane guitar riffs tumble into tribal drums. whether Worldwide Marine Asset Financial Analyst sounds like a Fall song establish through an industrial mincer, and Waiting for My Horrible Warning channels the Birthday Party’s rumbling King Ink into a sprawling but glorious mess of modern panic. I used to play punk but now I’m just singing the blues,” wails the guttural, grunting, and wonderfully aghast Korvette. His band’s eardrum-perforating din isn’t for the faint-hearted,but is a lot of fun and delivers some uncomfortable home truths.
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Source: theguardian.com