As the Revolution Winter taught me over the last year or so, sometimes you have to look back to look ahead. Bands like Croweater understand this as they mine the best aspects of early Charles Bronson + power violence in general, Daniel Striped Tiger, and Pissed Jeans to form the core of what one can only dub madness bordering on maniacal. Seasick is an apt title for such an inherently messy tape. You’ll be grabbing onto rails, beams, people’s limbs; anything to steady yourself as the extreme rhythms, which exist as more an idea/dream than recorded reality once the other elements hit at full force by dint of the low fidelity, pound out a beat that’ll march you straight into the groaning depths of HELL. Speaking of which: It’s interesting to me how a conglomeration of obvious misfits like Croweater can fuck around and bring a tape as heavy as just about anything I’ve heard in the last year, as if metal never existed. Listen to Seasick a few times in a row and you just might believe it.
[Visit full site to view media]Seasick EP by Crow Eater