Even at its noisiest, some killer melodies and surprising hooks surface throughout, moments of extreme poppiness here and there, but almost always buried beneath an avalanche of crumbling distortion, strangled guitarnoise, flurries of drum damage, psychedelic squalls, out of which emerge some seriously kick ass and weirdly groovy sludge punk not to mention some unlikely and impossibly catchy, dirge-gloom noise pop. Killer stuff.
WYFBC is as noisy and loud as it is dark and weird and successfully encompasses a wide variety of sounds making it close to impossible to classify Chain Gang Grave as any particular genre...This EP could please fans of Merzbow or Cult Ritual just as easily as it could please fans of Cold Cave and Flipper
See that looming, eerie being on the cover? That’s their career coming behind you, hands waiting to strangle the hip out of your veins and leave bruises all over your neck that you try to write of as hickeys because you actually enjoyed it...5/5
Really tough to nail what these fools are going for, but if they wanted to make a punishing noise rock opus when they recorded When Your Friends Become Cops, then they fukkn nailed it. Ominous from the first note, and (inadvertently?) steering clear of virtually every cliché, this New York outfit sounds cool as fukk without trying to sound cool.
There's absolutely no way you could ever pin this to a particular genre. it's dark and pissed off, but not in a way that beats you right over the head. I don't know. It is what it is. And it's unusual. And it's awesome.
Chain Gang Grave...have no obvious affiliation to the fashionable, much-maligned North Brooklyn music scene. (When Your Friends Become Cops) is as compelling of a first recording as you could reasonably want.
I really like this band's sound... it's sort of in this little groove between hardcore and post-punk. I feel like some songs and parts are definitely Fall-inspired, but it's harder, faster, and heavier than most bands who ply those sounds... Killer demo."
-Sorry State Records
John Spencer Blues Explosion smoking hash from soda-can with The Stooges and Ace Frehley and Peter Criss... It's what the time in between seconds sounds like... Chaos punk evolved beyond any chaos punk band. Any.
-Christopher Thee Wailing Siren, Yo!Scunt
released January 5, 2014
Andrew Lanza: Guitar
Jason Bennett: Drums
Young Al Bundy: Vocals/Lyrics
Joshua Poveda: Bass (live & future recordings)
Recorded and mixed by Jason in his basement in Mill Basin, Brooklyn. Mastered by James Plotkin. Drawings by John De La O.