bassist and one drummer; loud enough to move things in your pants. The
first offering from Toronto's Death From Above has been captured on
this overloaded LP/CD. Sharing the title trophy alongside such "power
duos" as Lightning Bolt and even the media darlings The White Stripes,
these 6 songs will pummel you with rock n' roll intensity while making
you lick the dance floor at a Stooges show. Hear two instruments make
sounds louder then any four-piece band ever could. Hear tales of lost
friends, sluts, and cocaine. Hear pop music get stripped naked, smashed
to pieces and reassembled into a distorted, abrasive mess. This is the
death of everything you once knew about rock music.
is that album you pop in, get a quick buzz off of, and then spend
an hour digging around in your music collection trying to find something
even half as cool to listen to. Aww god, it's awesome. 9/10†"
shit is raw! So distorted you'll think someone poured a cup of grit
inside your CD player. DFA manage to sound both melodic and harsh
at the same time, kicking out a decidedly rough set of punk jams that
kick and scream like a toddler having a tantrum."
unforgiving slabs of frantic bass and speedfreak drums are topped
with distorted vocals, occasionally giving way for handclaps, vocoder
voices and (sampled?) electro intros. The pacing and intensity is
relentless, but not at the expense of melody and songs, allowing T.O.ís
DFA to eloquently out-run and out-heavy most of their fellow rock
íní rollers. 9/10"
- Montreal Mirror
"These guys are
refreshing, they are loud as fuck, they sing about sluts and cocaine,
and at the same time itís pretty damn catchy. If I wasnít so sure
this would scare my mom, Iíd almost be afraid to like it, itís so