Tuesday, November 24, 2015
Kilara - The Funeral Fix
Sorry (not sorry) if this jolt of southern sludge groove is hitting too hard at whatever hour you may be receiving it, but, it's what I'm in the mood for today, therefore, it's what WE are in the mood for.
I'm always pretty good for some swampy, humid, swinging, nasty southern dirt. Blame it on Buzzov*en (nay, Sewer Puppet, as they were known back then), for taking the psych damaged hardcore of Amebix and Neurosis and slowing it to a Sabbath crawl and exposing it to an impressionable kid (me...I was the impressionable kid) at a time when he (still talking about me here) was looking for heavier, louder, weirder, meaner sounds than the standard punk and hardcore fair he had been subsisting off of. It spoke to the Corrosion Of Conformity side of his (my) brain.
Kilara are absolutely in that lineage of bands who can only have been berthed in the southeastern United States of America (they are from Richmond after all, the capitol of the Confederacy); Eyehategod, Cavity, Sourvein, Buzzov*en, Floor, Weedeater, Rwake, Seven Foot Spleen...you get it, yeah?
The dudes responsible for this racket had been or would be responsible for a thousand other rackets in: Hail!Hornet, Alabama Thunderpussy, Avail, Pg. 99, Axehandle, Birds Of Prey, The Mighty Nimbus, City Of Caterpillar, Ghastly City Sleep, and on and on.
It should go without saying, but: maximum volume yields maximum results.