bot f l y Bot f ly r ecen t ly appear ed on episode 4 of Yer Scen e?s ?Th e Pit .? Never on e t o give t h e f r ien ds an d f am ily discou n t , Adam Yoe is back t o w eigh in on t h eir self t it led albu m .
Recently dropped on Pink Lemonade Records, the eight tracks are an absolutely dizzying collection of noise rock. As fitting as the tag is, I find it far too reductionist for an album that culls from such a wide swath of musical misfits.
Starting with the first track, ?Disjointed? (what I can only describe as a macabre ice cream truck jingle from a dystopian future), their queasy template is firmly planted from the first moments. Fittingly, the blown out, rubbery bass tone slithers in from out of the reptile house, conjuring Jesus Lizard at their most menacing. As if daring the listener to predict the next dexterous turn, they switch into a pummeling sludge riff, laden with doom.
Botfly seems to revel in changes of pace, nuance, and bucking expectations. Noise rock of the highest order, a la AmRep?s deep roster,
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