Board Of Metal

Zitat:There”™s something scary about Mea Culpa. And it”™s not just because they”™re five hefty, hairy Bristolians. Get past the beards and what will really have you shifting in your seat is deeper and darker, a musical force that feels twisted, dangerous and ready to lurk from your speakers and into your brain. Except the noise on ”˜First To Ripen”™ doesn”™t want to come screaming in through your ears; it wants to make bloody punch-holes in your face.

Not once here do Mea Culpa (meaning ”˜my fault”™ for anybody unfamiliar with long-dead languages) do what they are supposed to. Just check the seven-minute maelstrom of opener, ”˜Pheremones”™, for torn-up pieces of the rulebook. Instead this is a band, only on their debut full-length mind, willing to embrace harsh textures, found sounds and a viciously progressive mindset.

Further clues to the brilliant horror are everywhere; in the segues of shifting, glitching 65Days-esque haze, the violent wall of noise that crumbles during ”˜Effort”™ and the brains, brawn and brawling attitude of the title track that”™ll make fans of Will Haven, Breach and ”˜Bleach”™-era Nirvana shit the bed. There are shades of light too. Without the ambience and atmosphere of ”˜Side On Or Reflected”™ or ”˜Train Sea Mills”™ this wouldn”™t work half as well but really, truly, ”˜First To Ripen”™ is about roaring metallic doom. Join the dark side?

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