Regular readers of The Black Flag will have read my interview with up-and-coming Industrial star Tapewyrm, if you didn’t then you need to really re prioritise things in your life and click on this link. Well I was lucky enough to have a listen to Tapewyrm’s new release and I thought I’d share it with my friends in internetland, if this doesn’t make your fucking ears bleed, then you’re not listening to it loud enough!
The new wave of Industrial is coming, it’s undeniable that a resurgence of this once very underground sub culture of metal is on the cards and sure to be hitting us very soon with the UK leading the charge. Anyone who has a connection to industrial club nights and has seen these talented young acts take to the front of hundreds and thousands of adoring fans can’t deny they are seeing a rebirth.
In House of Cards, one of those acts gives us five new tracks to add to an already impressive display of releases, each of them Industrial to the core. The influences listed in the Interview are clear and that unbroken line to the bands, such as NIN, that introduced us to this kind of raw energy is obvious. The title track opens us up to a roller coaster of emotion letting us feed on whatever it stirs up in you, theres no analysing this, it’s pure emotion from start to finish with every beat hitting your ears like a hammer on an exposed nerve.
Going through the tracks you are emersed in a flurry of hard-hitting tunes, almost hypnotic in their control over you. I dare you to listen to this in a darkened room through a pair of high-quality headphones and not have a reaction close to what some people experience in a sweat lodge. Chasing Ghosts leads through the darkest precipice of your soul and then out the other side into Careless which feels like the drums of war, leading you into a battle, or in the case of recent history, a riot. In the story of this release Save Yourself would be the after war celebration, with all the finest indulgences and maybe peaceful reflection on your fallen comrades.
House of Cards is Tapewyrm’s shout to the world that war is coming, war on all those who forgot what this music is really all about, war on those that fell to the slaughter of pop-punk and watered down stage-goths like Manson. When Armageddon comes, I’ll be flying over the battle field with speakers hanging off of my helicopter playing “House of Cards”.