Fuck me! I know that’s quite a proclamation to begin a record review, but man, this record is shit hot! The Jam Session are another of the proliferation of great Swedish hardcore bands around right now (DS13, *, Eclipse) and they have absolutely nailed a style on this here 10″ slab o’ wax.
From the get-go it flies out of the gates in good ole evil, grindin’ screamo fashion, in a style fit for a Witching Hour band. Hectic, manic, frantic – “Eating Disorder and Meatcleaver Surgery” is all about pummelling. A harsh sensory assault – think Orchid and Song of Zarathrusta, and yes, it IS that good too. The Jam Session apply the assault without mercy, using rip-roaring drumming and the occasional keyboard riff to liven things up. Whilst vocally they veer between screechy screams and a “my mouth is full of marbles! Mbwwaammwabahhhh!” Born Against style.
Things get out of control very quickly, so it’s tough to figure out which track you are on, but songs like the magnificently titled “The Labrador Didn’t Get His Drivers License, Discrimination” pound the floor and have booty-shaking dance parts to bop around the room in your tight trousers to. And “The Muzzle Attack” is just classic screamo boogie music. Get down! And how can you resist the urge to dance when they throw in a remix track called “True Romance,” which is like, a screamo / early 90s techno / rave crossover. DJ Slipmatt is in the house, ha ha! This track is fucking incredible! Spazz out you bastard!
And while we’re at it, how could you fail to love a band with a songs called “Goats Goes To Hell, Sheep Goes To Heaven” and “Monkeys On Fire”? I ask you. The cover even has pictures of the band with decaying faces / skulls, and that seriously reminds me of the ultra-geeky D&D style old skool kids’ show, Knightmare. Rock!
500 copies of this. And 499 now I have one. So don’t miss the boat, a lot of the US spock-rock bands would KILL to be this good. Fucking believe it.