I was so lazy I didn’t even try to listen to anything that wasn’t present on my playlist already. Was so burnt out and disgruntled about music as a whole I settled down to reading new release bulletins from some major websites. It just felt like traveling by foot to another place just to see the same dull and abashed suburbs.
Just as I wanted to tear my insides out seeing the superkvlt ultra satanic revival movement which got itself going in the last 3-4 years, the new school hardcore bands covered with baphomets and pentagrams which enjoy some mild success by shamelessly ripping off bands like Cursed and Integrity made me feel like bored to death and beyond from hardcore altogether.
Enter Seizures, with their latest release The Sanity Universal.
As raw as the humble beginnings of Converge, and hailing the 21st century musical god Trent Reznor with its melodic atmosphere and solid riffage, Seizures’ second album presents a recording that is as organic as it comes. The whole recording sounds like a good rehearsal full with energy recorded by the mistake of an excited studio technician. Drums sound like the bastardized child of a mountain troll and a Pershing tank, pummeling with ferocity under the baleful screams, which somehow manage to sound agonized and vehement at the same time.
It’s not unusual for a good band to make some forward progress on every release. Seems like Seizures possessed (and still does) so much untapped potential in them, to be exhumed and slapped in your face in the upcoming years. Contrary to chained and botchy chaotic guitars and drums that other bands like to abuse, their chaoticism is far from being horrendously irritating. It feels clean and pure, like drifting away in the vacuum of space with the closest hope of survival light years away.
Watching Seizures live just got embedded into my to do before I die list, in bold letters. The Sanity Universal is already available in their bandcamp, and looks like it’ll be pressed on black gold soon by Melotov Records.