Or: How to build the Wall of Sound without even killing your girlfriend.
Taste the Void are from Nantes, France, and this 5 songs EP seems to be their second recorded offer to the outside world. They practice their screamo like This Gift is a Curse practices their sludge: layer after layer, tense, falsely quiet, openly cathartic, and quite efficient. The freezing forests of the Polar Oblivion were traded for some dark corners of a tortured soul in a post-modern w@rld. The songs are long enough to earn them the post-hardcore label, but the landscapes drawn/screamed are more panoramic than de-structured. They sound more like watching a hurricane than being caught by one. The overall feeeling after listening to Sun' heat is a mixture between psychological violence let out in a very honest (and not naïve) way and a melancholy sometimes made to obvious (I have a problem with some singing parts), as if Taste the Void was some 2012 updated offspring of the emocore-area when emocore... well, you know, when you had at least as much "core" than "emo" in the cocktail.
In this aspect, Taste the Void meets the criteria: the power is definitely here, sustained by the energy of the band and the well-crafted anabolic production of Amaury Sauvé. Like Birds in Row and As we Draw, they play a sophisticated variation of hardcore, the kind Freddy Madball would probably never listen to. Nevertheless, they play it their own way: more contemplative than Birds in Row, rawer than As We Draw, the dark thoughts/stimuli they provoke/tell about are not only confined to some claustrophobic corridors and basements. They are kind of projected towards above and outside. I wouldn't say it gives a metaphysical or mystical touch to the whole, but the atmospheres are more open, less pessimistic.
If you like tales of auto-destroying contained violence, and if you are not afraid of melodic singing parts from now and then, you just check this EP.
If you live in the Bronx and sleep with your pitbull to scare the rats crawling around your bed, don't check it.
the bandcamp.
the FaceyBookie.
the first EP "In searh for the light" can be downloaded here.
the objectivity:
black insect laughter
broken balls (french) + interview
incendiary mag
eklektik (french)
