![]() ![]() The peaceful yet powerful crescendo builds that these longer-form songs prance toward remind my ears of various Japanese math rock/post rock hybrid groups, like jizue or mouse on the keys. ![]() 亡失 Deprivation somewhat mystified me at first but as I continued to dig through its layers of rich piano and synth melodies, understated but hypnotic rhythms, frolicking and popping bass runs, and marathon harmonic resolutions, I started to understand SAVE THIS UTILITY as the music-lovers they likely are. 2.5/5.0ĭolphin Whisperer: Every now and then you stumble upon a piece of music that is as original as it also is a smart integration of various influences. This is one you’re going to have to try for yourself my score and my recommendation are going to be as useless as a review of the taste of grass, and only you can decide whether you’re a herbivore or not. But I can’t say I enjoy listening to the whole thing in one sitting. I recognize the talent of the musicians, and there is a certain dissonant allure to the weird bendy noises coming out of my speakers. I have an upper limit of jazz, and this is too much jazz. I clawed my way through spin after spin of clashing melodies, weird throaty shouting, riffs going the wrong way, piano flourishes in random spots, repetition where you don’t expect it, the repetition stopping when you expect it to go on, a variety of synthy sounds inserted sideways and unlubed, and I can now say at my most confident that this really is not for me. Iceberg waxed lyrically about this utterly confounding blob of free form jazz death so much, I felt like there had to be something there. GardensTale : I tried, okay? I really, really tried. Deprivation prizes style over substance, which leaves little to compel repeated listens. Can I recall a particular track? A particular riff? A particular melody? A particular emotion (other than bafflement)? The answer to each is no. As inventive and unexpected as everything is, I’m not left with an over-arching sense of the substance of this release. Similarly, those individual moments are fleeting and not constructed into compelling songs. ![]() Inventive musical ideas are scattered throughout but the spectrum of sounds amalgamated is too wide for a cohesive, purposeful release even for a novelty EP that only runs for a shade over thirty minutes. And plenty of piano and synths paper over the cracks of the frantic song-writing. Likewise, the deathly roars lend things an extremer metal fringe, while the production has a clinical edge that tonally (if not musically) recalls industrial. While the unpredictable song structures and varying time signatures are pure prog, the guitar leads have a crunch and angularity drawn from mathcore. Deprivation pulls together unusual influences into an unexpected and unfamiliar release. SAVE THIS UTILITY // 亡失 Deprivation Įl Cuervo: Save This Utility is about what you would expect from a Japanese band self-describing as avant-garde: weird as fuck. You might be wondering what this all adds up to in the context of a website that allegedly reviews metal. This fledgling Kyoto-based troupe, though, seems to have their own inspirations, with a bassist whose seven-string prowess explores dutifully the realm of poppy Idol music and a guitarist who moonlights as a pumping rawstyle DJ. Perhaps if you’re familiar with the brand of brutal prog interwoven with experimental death metal and tasteful lounge jazz passages that unheralded Japanese act 五人一首 pushes, you might feel a little at home with SAVE THIS UTILITY. ![]() Haven’t checked it yet? Lucky you, now’s as good a time as ever!īut for our main course today, we have something different-something admittedly far more weird and avant-garde leaning. Texas doomsters Slumbering Sun may not have snagged first, but they did end up listing, a rare honor in these halls! However, despite that one enthusiastic supporter, Greek proglodytes Conspiracy of Zero stole the show with higher consistency in their Quo Vadis meets Cynic with a regional flair outing Ahthos Arouris. New year, same ol’ Rodeö! As the inaugural unknown-spankin’ event of 2024, we shall take a moment to recognize the bands who put up the best fight in this unforgiving clown show. This collective review treatment continues to exist to unite our writers in boot or bolster of the bands who remind us that, for better or worse, the metal underground exists as an important part of the global metal scene. “AMG’s Unsigned Band Rodeö” is a time-honored tradition to showcase the most underground of the underground-the unsigned and unpromoted. ![]()
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