sludge / punk
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I just got back from Desertfest Belgium when I remembered the review submission for this ep. I recall reading the tags 'punk' and 'sludge', a combination that might seem a bit odd but works quite well. On the other hand, in that case we're probably dealing with hardcore again. Whatever you want to call it, here's a shitload of energy on a seven inch vinyl disc.
Vandersloot hails from Haarlem in The Netherlands, a country with a rich musical tradition. The ep contains six rather short songs, but that doesn't mean it's not intense. 'Socially Stabbed' and 'Frustration' are sick pieces of hardcore punk with brutal vocals and a lot of distortion. 'Absurdisme' takes on a slower approach, firmly settling this band in the sludge scene.
Vandersloot name Karp and Godflesh as their main influences, which is quite audible indeed. However, listening to the brilliantly titled 'Only Morons Love Guns', there seem to be some elements from bands like Terror or Agnostic Front as well. That in-your-face attitude in every single riff, drum hit and vocal is blasting and never loses its grip.
This is the stuff for moshpits and walls-of-death. With Desertfest still in the back of my head, I can see these guys tearing down the Vulture stage with an aggressive and intense gig. No doubt they will sell-out this seven inch after that steamroller passed through...
Serge
Vandersloot hails from Haarlem in The Netherlands, a country with a rich musical tradition. The ep contains six rather short songs, but that doesn't mean it's not intense. 'Socially Stabbed' and 'Frustration' are sick pieces of hardcore punk with brutal vocals and a lot of distortion. 'Absurdisme' takes on a slower approach, firmly settling this band in the sludge scene.
Vandersloot name Karp and Godflesh as their main influences, which is quite audible indeed. However, listening to the brilliantly titled 'Only Morons Love Guns', there seem to be some elements from bands like Terror or Agnostic Front as well. That in-your-face attitude in every single riff, drum hit and vocal is blasting and never loses its grip.
This is the stuff for moshpits and walls-of-death. With Desertfest still in the back of my head, I can see these guys tearing down the Vulture stage with an aggressive and intense gig. No doubt they will sell-out this seven inch after that steamroller passed through...
Serge
