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With their fourth full-length albumSignal Fire,GENGHIS TRONawaken us from the post-apocalyptic daydreams of their previous work with a violentand most welcomeshove. This time, the distant-future rever
With their fourth full-length albumSignal Fire,GENGHIS TRONawaken us from the post-apocalyptic daydreams of their previous work with a violentand most welcomeshove. This time, the distant-future reveries we first heard onBoard Up The Housegive way to an unsettling awareness of the present were actually living, as our circumstances grow too pressing to try and escape.
Signal Fireenvisions a Kojima-esque dystopia of endless proxy warfare, says vocalist and lyricistTony Wolski (The Armed),where the deluge of available information has outmoded the human ability to parse it. A world where those amoral, shameless and cunning enough can literally reshape reality at their whim through sheer insistence."
Having roared onto the scene in 2004 with a uniquely demented blend of extreme metal, synthesizer textures, and drum-machine madness,GENGHIS TRONare no strangers to making a forceful impression. ButSignal Firemarks the first time bandleadersMichael SochynskyandHamilton Jordanjoined again by Wolski andNick Yacyshyn (SUMAC)on drums, plus newcomerKenny Szymanski (The Armed)on basshas captured this level of urgency with such visceral precision. This album is very much rooted in the now, confirms Jordan.
Album opener I Am All sets the table with a chest-throbbing synth pulse as Wolski declares Im on a tear, Im on a tear, over swirling industrial rhythms and creeping synthlines.Nothing Blooms in the Hollowgrafts desert-rock swagger onto interlocking layers of dizzying riffs and chants before Wolski steers the band into full-on sonic burnout, like a spaceship careening into the sun.Born Preynavigates deftly through Genghis Trons classic sonic touchpoints: furious blastbeats, electronic breaks, haunting vocal earworms, and a towering synth-pop crescendo. Meditative interludes like Like Fotocromand Without Formdeliver shimmering, ominous beauty. AndNew GodsinvokesRabies-era Skinny Puppy to bring the album to a bludgeoning, anthemic finale, as Wolski screams on repeat: New gods to bleed me out / No new peace / Bleed me out / I love it.
Twenty years into their career, having proven their ability to forge common ground between Ministry and Aphex Twin, between Brutal Truth and Boards Of Canada, between Cluster and Converge, ugly-beautiful new genre hybrids fromGENGHIS TRONno longer come as a surprise. Whats remarkable, however, is how Sochynsky and Jordan have taken a project that started in 2004 as a dorm-room genre-pastiche experiment a chaotic, wild amalgamation of all our favorite stuff, literally slammed together, says Jordanand refined their songwriting craft to deliver a sound that is unmistakably their own.
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UPC: 781676763924
Label: Relapse
Release Date: 6.12.26
Format: CD
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