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Throats
Pavillion Tavern
Brighton
29/06/10 |
Late last year a list arose that outlined the thirty five artists America’s military had a fondness of playing at deafening volume in order to help interrogate suspected terrorists. Throats were not on that list. Yet tonight a mere thirty-minute live set is proof enough that they can encroach so far upon the average person’s pain barriers that the UN could deem enforced exposure to them inhumane. This is band as cuddly as a crocodile covered in broken glass, who play at an ear splintering level, hit at high force – chunky guitar and bass riffs caked in so much thick, sludgey distortion that they merge together to become a near constant barrage of dynamic free noise that is occasionally punctuated by a deftly played drum break. Yet if this miniscule changing foundation is not fearful enough, it is topped off with the type of deathly growled out vocals that would explode Osama Bin Laden’s head at 100 metres. Throats should carry a health warning.
By Nathan Westley
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Originally published in issue 19 (vol 3) of Loud And Quiet. July 2010
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