BUZZBOMB
'SECONDARY OBJECTIVES'
An electric storm of
blaring incendiary defiance!
The unrelenting punk-fused rock & roll is a plunging dagger of raw, fevered intensity bulging with the creative muscle of assured perception. It's a straightforward avalanche of sound, slick in it's manner, hungry in its howl, unfaltering in its charge. Buzzbomb are a Frankenstein rhapsody built from the parts of different bands and various genres – a versatility that deserves recognition for the one trick ponies they are far too accomplished to ever be. From within the insubordinate whirlwind of their music comes massive hook-drenched chords (from major to minor) rattling drum beats and shout/chant openings that are adrift on the arterial bleed of clever new wave harmonies and quick-burst punk aesthetics bolstered by a quick/quicker/fast/faster rock speedball. They are hybrids of Therapy? of The Ramones and The Clash of Green Day,The Members, but most importantly, of themselves They are capable of being whatever they wish to be and being twice as good at it anyway.
Stand out moments are plentiful and can be located almost anywhere within seconds of playing the album. The savouring of youth, the heavy drip drip drip of a glorious sense of freedom whirling from every guitar riff, every jagged chord change and every seamless transition that time and again proves them to be masterful creators of their distinct sound. The frenetic opener 'Disconnected' is worth the nod, as is the disciplined instrumentation that marches through their interpretation of Valves song 'It Dont Mean Nothing At All' Infectious old school tinged retro anthem 'Collateral Murder' and the flawless craftsmanship of 'Creepshow' could face anyone's best efforts and trash the greater majority with considerable ease. It's very much all killers and no fillers with Buzzbomb. No epic never-ending-ness songs that would pad out a records length considerably – we leave those tricks to the jaded merchants who lack imagination, moral fibre and fucking credibility – for we know who you are, ok? Buzzbomb occupy the time by launching a tirade of tunes, launching themselves forward, always forward, blasting their way through the cloying mass of dead wood and to the front where this album clearly states they belong. And I tend to agree. This is a band growling with life and pounding with energy and they have the skills to back that up so move out the way and let them through or you'll forever be spinning hopelessly in their slipstream one day.
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