Sirhan Sirhan’s latest release, the full length Blood (Anodyne Records), would be a fucking brilliant record, the type of album you put on during a shitty day and blast loud as fuck until your neighbors bang on the walls or your mom bangs on your bedroom door. Would be. If guitarist/vocalist Jason Blackmore, of Midwest projects Gunfighter and Molly McGuire, would just put a goddamn sock in it.
Sirhan Sirhan have a bit of a Hot Snakes vibe, which means they sound a lot like The Wipers on uppers, except for when they drop out into sludge metal breakdowns (“Rise”). There’s some of The Bronx mixed in their sound as well, definitely a Melvins influence here and there, but the guitars are too chunky and full to be considered garage rock, the vocals too processed to be considered punk.
But as previously stated, the big downer on Blood is the way Blackmore seems to be forcing his vocals through all sorts of weird effects, adding echo, distortion – all sorts of unnecessary stuff. Just scream dude. Be a man. Blackmore’s voice is all over the place, barking like Corey Taylor of Slipknot on “All Aboard,” effeminately whispering on “Burn it Down,” and wavering between both on “Surgery.” Then you have “Remove My Eyes,” which is perhaps the most ridiculous vocal exhibition I’ve heard in a long time.
Musically there is nothing wrong with Sirhan Sirhan – the band’s got balls and the play with unapologetic fury. The whole blood, death, fire, and destruction schtick is a little bit ridiculous, though (“Chop Chop” is simply absurd). All in all, throughout Blood I couldn’t shake the overwhelming desire to grab Blackmore by the throat and scream “SHUT THE FUCK UP! Your band is incredible and you’re fucking ruining it!”
You fucked it up, Jason. You fucked it up.
mp3: none - not worth it.
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