|Connecticut's noisiest riff merchants, Cable, are on the rise, and 'Never Trust a Gemini' is their best disc yet. Nobody sounds quite like these guys: they're like a drunken, evil Frankenstein shuffling around the lab, gobbling smart pills like popcorn. You see, there's a fiendish intelligence that guides these guys to somehow create a convincing blend of noise, doom, stoner, and sludge that will appeal to fans of any of these genres. They've succeeded where many others have failed.|
Beginning as a noise core band almost 10 years ago, Cable has refined their sound by realizing the importance of the Almighty Riff. 'Never Trust a Gemini' continues further down the road begun by their past couple of releases, integrating riffs with noisy vocal angst to create a compelling synergy. Today's the Day's Steve Austin was (once again) the producer, and the sound this guy gets is truly great; full of sticky, delicious tone like the best kind bud. His name should be spoken with reverence, 'cause the guy's freakin' brilliant!
'Tennessee' begins things in fine style with a plunging stoner riff, soon complemented by Cable's tradmark passionate, strained, razor-blade gargling screams. Yet there IS melody here, enhanced by a kind of "halo" sound around the vocals that must be a result of reverb off the studio walls. There's a quiet, menacing break in the middle of the song before the song screeches to a cool-as-hell, effects-laden ending. 'Coming up Spades (pt. 1)' is altogether more doomy, with some tasty guitar tone. As far as I'm concerned, 'Battle of the Asses' forms a kind of centrepiece for the album. It begins with a plaintive, lonely guitar figure washed in feedback. Distortion slowly tiptoes in, the noise builds, there are some beautiful (!) guitar harmonies, and the whole thing finally self-destructs in a sludgy sea of weird vocal loops and noise. 'Coming up Spades (pt. 2)' has some heavy, doomy riffage and there's even gasp some clean vocals interspersed with the usual sore throatisms. Hey, I wouldn't mind hearing some more of that! 'Missoula' sounds like a road song rave-up, while 'Counting Headstones' is a simple instro that returns us to Frank's lab, screwed up as ever.
Cable's music is difficult to describe: is it classic rock sludge? Metalcore? AggroDoom? Who do they sound like? Molehill? Unsane? Isis? Dillinger Escape Plan? Black Sabbath? Its ridiculous to try to pigeon hole 'em, but I suppose all of this should give you some kind of vague idea. In any case, they're well worth checking out, especially live. I have a feeling that there will be a lot of jaws on the floor after their set at Emissions.
2. Coming up Spades (pt. 1)
3. Battle of the Asses
5. Coming up Spades (pt. 2)
6. Bad Luck Highway
8. Counting Headstones
Duration : Approx. 38 minutes
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