F.U.C.T.
Dimensional Depth Perception
(Carlyle Records)
Nashville’s bad boys of thrash set out their first CD with the expected results: Dimensional Depth Perception is a monster of a release, a no-holds-barred leap into the abyss of otherworldly reality; thirty-plus minutes of industrial strength rock ‘n’ roll fury. Set beneath the multi-decibel mix of howling guitars, pounding drums, and throbbing bass lines, you’ll find vocalist Clay’s twisted, painful King Hell vocals kicking out some serious jams about life, morality, society and our endangered existence upon this spinning, twirling sphere that we call home. Forever Ungratical Corinaric Technikilation have a whomping good time musically, but they also have a positive message to relate to their listeners with their songs. Hear it! (The Metro, August 1990)
I Play Jupiter
(Carlyle Records)
With their long-awaited second album, Nashville’s the Grinning Plowman tread much of the same stylistic ground as their first disc, but that’s good, for there’s so much territory to explore in the musical realms that they journey through. Their sound is dark and aggressive, like a soul on fire, with the music building from a somber funeral dirge to a frenzied, dervish-like howl within the space of a few seconds. The Grinning Plowman are redefining the boundaries of music, delivering material with a Gothic feel and a vague lyrical poetry akin to Lovecraft or Crowley. This is heady stuff, exhilarating yet disquieting, and well worth the wait. (The Metro, August 1990)
House Blessing
(391 Records)
Nobody was really watching, but even though it should have come as no surprise, while everyone was involved with – and enthralled by – a dozen-and-one other bands, Nashville’s Jet Black Factory quietly became one of the more creative forces to be found in the city. On the heels of two successful and widely-acclaimed EPs, House Blessing is Jet Black Factory’s first full-length album and their most mature and engaging creative effort to date. Dave Willie’s voice has grown into a magnificent instrument: dark, haunting vocals caressing the somber, oblique poetry that is the band’s lyrical forte. Bob German’s six-string work perfectly complements the material while the remainder of the band skillfully manipulates the texture and tone of the material. Treading a stylistic ground which owes as much to the Velvet Underground as it does Joy Division or R.E.M., Jet Black Factory has delivered a debut LP, of sorts, which is sure to make the coastal trendsetters sit up and take notice. (The Metro, April 1990)
Willpower
(Amphetamine/Reptile)
I’ve been predicting that Today Is The Day will become the "next big thing" in alternative circles for a couple of years now, and there’s nothing about Willpower, their latest, to sway me from this opinion. This Nashville-based trio knocks down an exciting, high decibel blend of cacophonic instrumentation, metal-edged rock and industrial-strength noise that will blow the listener out of their seat. With vocals that sound like the singer is undergoing a root canal without the benefit of anesthesia and harsh backing music that walks a tightrope between bludgeon-like simplicity and razor-sharp complexity, Willpower provides an appropriate soundtrack for a society in decline. Throw these guys on tour with some like-minded big name like Nine Inch Nails and they’ll walk out of the joint with the audience in their back pockets ... bet on it. (R.A.D! zine, 1995)
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