Daughters - Canada Songs

Daugthers, a five-piece noise machine that erupted from the broken shards of As The Sun Sets, set your speakers on self-destruct and don’t look back. After a self-titled 7” that rivaled The Locust and The Dillinger Escape Plan in pure audio anarchy, their debut full-length, Canada Songs, now descends upon us like a demon wrapped in sound. But however gritty their grindcore is and however ear-scarring their fractured noise may be, the beautiful catharsis of sheer brutality reached in the 11 minutes of this album is heart-stopping and capable of reaffirming my faith in the heavier side of metallic grind and its genre’s contingents. Daughters stay true to grindcore’s accelerated beats per minute, while simultaneously hurling it towards a darker, more A.D.D.-riddled future. However, these scene veterans also sprinkle a hint of twisted humor and in their lyrics and reach sonic textures virtually unheard in heavy music with “I Don’t Give a Shit About Wood, I’m Not a Chemist.” Canada Songs may be a hard pill for your ears to choke down, but Daughters prove their worth with each song – even though most of them implode under 60 seconds. [www.wearedaughters.com]