Bad Brains
Quickness

In the absence of manifest superiority, Bad Brains indulge in a digression of impersonal vanity and amidst a superb indifference, they grant charity by quashing any attempt by others to initiate competition at its inception. There's no contest from the start, overwhelming superiority, transparent and impenetrable density that excludes any proselytism by potential imitators. It's as if they are playing in a limbo-bubble floating in areas unreachable by others.

We start off veeery well, in "Soul Craft" there's some singing at the beginning and you can't trust it, and indeed a hefty riff kicks in that's enjoyed like never before. You can immediately feel the agitated millennia of eternal returns, and they are remembered. The narrative continues on "Voyager into Infinity" which goes down heavy and dynamic. At a certain point, guitar and vocals create nausea and vertigo, but we like it, oh how we like it.

On "The Messengers" the acceleration and the slightly contemptuous voice raze everything and clear away doubts. We begin to perceive the pleasure we didn't understand from the precision of Swiss watches, here the rasta-core mechanism is even clearer. Joyful and sunny in its sabbath party cadence is "With the Quickness" where even a danceable rhythm emerges, where surprisingly those who have had hip surgery rediscover their original walk.

Things heat up just right in "Gene Machine/Don't Bother Me" where speed changes, to say the least, exhilarating, take us into the second room and a psycho reggae leads us into an electric voodoo. Semi-lucid screamed hallucinations accompany us in "Don't Blow Bubbles" where the dry dynamic is the prana.

School is in session in "Sheba," telling, around the fire, the story of punk hard-core and it's quite engaging. Playful "Yout' Juice" but beware, you joke only up to a point with dynamite. Short fuse or long fuse?

Cavernous echoes of a turbulent past settle in "No Conditions" and lead you out into the light of the night. It's dawn and you are invigorated by this rain of incandescent embers of falling stars emerging from "Silent Tears" and an apparent calm then comes from "The Prophet's Eye" that reconciles everyone with a definitive reggae. The fierce beauty of this piece acts as a sieve in uncovering nuggets of stellar metal and the final "Entro" is a wake-up call reminding us that the real show always airs on unconventional channels, you have to go and seek it out.

In short, "Rock for Light" is a young masterpiece but it is on this that the awareness of people who are reclaiming conscious glimpses of past lives is savored, and the remembered chaos is put into music creating a "de core" galactic beat. No matter how it goes, Bad Brains always rock...