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Three
dudes with black rimmed glasses and two spec-less fellas (who
might be wearing contact lenses) conform this New England
hardcore hybrid unit. I bring up the fact of their possible
communal myopia because only ten years ago it was totally
unacceptable for a rocker to wear glasses. These days though,
the more the better player they are, the more into hardcore they
are, the smarter they seem, the shorter their hair, the tighter
their jeans and the bigger their hip trend appeal. I doubt these
dudes care though; musically These Are: keep it raw and
blistering and hastily jump from inspired second of math rock to
hardcore to a somewhat lucid yet passing post hardcore wave.
That said; I gotta be totally sincere, I like this band’s
intentions, but I am not completely satisfied with their
execution and some of their songs sound half-cooked. The thing
is, music ain’t no sushi man!
These Are: seem
much brighter when attacking our senses full on; No pretensions,
zero poses, blacklights so intense we can’t see the three dudes
wearing their black rimmed glasses. “Miss Illegitimate” holds no
bars, starts off in incendiary mode but finds no solace via its
dead and resurrection. Halfway through its attempts of
re-animating itself the vocals of all the These Are: dudes come
off a bit weak. Like they hadn’t had lunch. I dig the first
seconds of grind of “Diaspora”, rejoice on its jumpy groove, and
can appreciate the care that went into the guitars. Much of what
follows of Scare Tactics is a consciously attempt at
experimenting within extreme realms and like every veritable
attempt; it’s worth our attention.
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