Pounding rock music that makes heavy
use of dynamic changes, 20 Foot Forehead are a band I've covered
before and it was with great joy that I saw they have a new release
out, the strangely titled Let the Octopus..
With surprisingly natural vocals and nu metal tinges here and there,
this is probably 20 Foot Foreheads best release to date and proof
that they can deliver time after time. Somehow beautiful in a never
ending cycle of bizarre and brutal sequence of riffs Let
the Octopus... is certainly a
unique release, yet for me, that is what makes it so special.
The fact that you
can't really get a firm handle on this record is part of what makes
it so much fun to listen too. Suddenly, anything goes, the band can
get away with anything they want, be it strange lyrics or atonal
singing. It all comes together to craft something that has a glory
unto itself. Sure these guys might never break the mainstream but the
simply honest phrasing that goes into this record helps to create
something that reflects the souls of the musicians. So sure, some of
the production could be polished, the riffs tightened and the solos
made more technical. But if they did do that then the spirit of the
record would be crushed, rendering the whole thing null and void.
Not a
lot of bands these days give up everything else in favor of honesty,
and perhaps that is why Let the Octopus...
really touches me. They don't care if what they are playing is good,
as long as it reflects them, and thus, it becomes good, because it
provides a unique window into the lives of the people who made the
record. Maybe I'm just being romantic, but I feel like this is the
sort of honesty that the bloated pseudo individualistic pop scene
needs these days. As they yell out in the final song, When Angels
Hate You, “If you don't like, go write your own fucking album”.
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