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BUCKSHOT FACELIFT
Anchors of the Armless Gods
(Old Souls Collective)

Holy shit, I’ve never seen a piece of vinyl quite like this. The whole recording is contained in one side, just so that the second side can be devoted to true art. The black acetate of my copy seems to have been scratched by hand in such an artistic way that it features the profile of a salacious brunette out of a black and white movie. That’s a crappy description of the etched image. Check the band’s MySpace for the real thing.

 

I am thinking that such presentation lifts my expectations rather highly. I come into Anchors of the Armless Gods with some artistic presumption. The cover artwork of the sleeve is a different matter. Well-done, by all means, but nothing as tastefully arty. Needless to say, it is much more appropriate with what we get inside.

 

Buckshot Facelift is a grindcore band with a deep fascination with weirdness. Is all grindcore weird? Maybe. And if so, then we should just call Buckshot Facelift quirky. Take the awesome packaging as a card of presentation, then spin this vinyl and be organically hammered by ridiculous speed.

 

With the purchase of the vinyl comes a free download of the record. In the adjunct paper that contains the code there is a drawing with a capsule reading, “Can I vomit in your ears?”  For about thirty percent of Anchors of the Armless Gods that sounds about the perfect sentence to describe the Buckshot Facelift sound.  For the rest, it sounds like they just don’t value themselves enough.

 

So yeah, besides the obligatory speed, the absurd jack hammering of the drum skins and the totally heard it before blast beats, we get some actual organization and structure. Albeit, it’s all nicely covered by puke.  There are a few vocals at play, from high pitch hysterical to comically guttural and simply enraged. The riffage also has a few personalities. What accompagnies the speed is your typical blurred out grind riffage. What will make you tick though are the melodies, humorous or not, if you listen carefully there are bitten slices of crossover, angular mushiness and noise infested anti melodies.

 

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