Thursday, August 17, 2006

Boris - Pink

Southern Lord

Mud. Lava. Rocks. Skulls. These words bring a smile to my face. They're words my friends and I playfully threw out whenever we'd put on some metal back in the day. It seemed perfectly appropriate–after all, these are the things metal is made of. Well, at least skulls anyway.

Boris brings this to mind. I picked up Pink having heard/read the hype. Oh yeah, I'd heard it. And, knowing that my roots are in metal (I was the kid people l
aughed at in high school because I listened to Nuclear Assault and Exodus), I had to pick it up. Let me just say, Boris did not disappoint. This was my intro to their sound and I'm now working a trip to pick up their back catalogue into my iCal.

Boris is a three-piece metal band from Japan. Now, don't go thinking this is that kind of metal. Metal has so many sub-genres now that I've lost count, and frankly, interest in keeping them all separate. Metal is metal is metal to me. It's either good or bad. That's not to say that there isn't a clear distinction between say Cannibal Corpse and Iron Maiden, because there is. But the one constant is that they'd both be considered metal by average-Joe on the street. Boris brings to mind fuzzed-out, stoner-rock metal groups like Kyuss (remember them?!) and Earth, et al. Some of it is really slow and drone-y, and some is built for speed. It's definitely not death, or doom, or black metal. It's not speed or thrash. What is it then? Well, it's a lot of guitar distortion for starters. Tons of it in fact. The one constant you'll get with Boris? This stuff is heavy.

The album opens with "Farewell." The first minute or so rocks you to sleep almost. Gentle notes drenched in reverb ring out as a simple beat keeps time. We get a final crash cymbal, a few toms, and then, the tidal wave of distortion washes over you. This recording is definitely in the red. The distortion is so much at times, you wonder if it's on purpose, or if the mics just can't take it and are distorting themselves. This is definitely one of their slower tunes. But if you're not into slower metal, don't let that dissuade you as Boris definitely picks up the pace after that. Track two, the title track, switches gears, and it's an all out assault. This theme carries for the entirety of the album. A concentration of rock attack songs, broken up by slower, moody pieces. Towards the end, you get a nice breather with the Mogwai-esque "My Machine" which I'm particularly fond of. Sure, it's only two minutes long, but it's a great respite before the pummeling starts back in with "Just Abandoned-Myself."

If for anything else, I dig this album because it just doesn't sound like any of the metal I've heard lately. So much is coming out that's metalcore/grindcore and this is a little more straight-forward. I like that. I like their simple approach. Keep it simple, stupid. Isn't that how the saying goes? Well, the simple equation for Boris is to make it fast, make it slow, but however you make, just make sure it's distorted and heavy. Extra special bonus–buy the American release (the one shown above) of Pink and get three sheets of acid blotter paper. No, I'm not kidding.

Check it out if you like: Kyuss, Om, SunnO)))
Listen to a sample here: Navigate here to check out "Farewell" in the listen section


Anonymous Anonymous said...


10:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

that shit is so damn thick, i've replaced my name brand worcestershire and use it liberally upon my t-bones.

11:11 AM  
Blogger mixed said...

It is rather thick, er, "thuck."

12:38 PM  

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