If you’ve ever been in a chokehold you know what it’s like to be taken hostage by Pleasure Cross and throttled until yr dead. But it’s not that simple; before your end you must rattle through two 45 RPM sides of post-power violence, quasi-metal scrum, only pausing for breathes and to wipe the tears of jubilation-mixed-with-sadness away. Like most worthwhile bands that rely on heaviness and heaviness alone to win the day, PC have done their homework. Wait For the End is full of diversions and digressions that trigger the ear and keep the brain occupied while the heart is being pounded and denied its ration of blood, the co-vocals ringing of Man Is The Bastard, a ton of old Ebullition/Corrosive bands (speaking of the later, some of that old LiA stuff is being reissued soon), and The Locust (which is not at all a slam in my book). Don’t forget the 45 speed, either. It, and the heavy deluxe vinyl, makes a huge difference; these aren’t just sub-level audio artifacts, they’re collectibles that’ll fuckin’ last. Is this brand of soul-cudgeling gaining new footing in the underground? Jesus Christ, I sure the-fuck hope so. Let’s get heavy.
More about: Pleasure Cross (Nov. 2014)
