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Rating: DIY strikes again.
Do It Yourself. But not Indie. Today, the term Indie no longer makes sense, it would cause misunderstandings. Because during the first half of the 2000s, people were convinced that it stood for a specific genre, produced or at least distributed by EMI or SONY. Today DIY has survived, DIY is Indie but Indie is not DIY.
The digital era has propelled DIY beyond the boundaries it could have had before, so here comes self-production, free album and EP downloads, small and intense tours instead of endless series of concerts in packed stadiums around the world with tickets at astronomical prices, few but good fans, everything as it has always been except for the downloads chapter. An important point. In recent years, it has flourished in the European Punk/Hardcore/Screamo/Emo scene and beyond.
Full stop. It seems that the full stop is important in the name of this band. Maybe there's a case of homonymy and that full stop makes the difference, who knows. Anyway, the Continents. come from Germany, and various labels could be attributed to them, the ones written at the bottom of their Bandcamp page for their 3 EPs: Melodic Hardcore, Post-Hardcore, Screamo. Nothing new. Yet after the intro, the group does not assault; what we hear is not the musical equivalent of a hand-to-hand attack that one might easily expect but a lament made of desperately close and normal screams. Normal, yes because every element here, from the angry but fragile guitars, to the pale luminous melodic openings, to that uncontrolled voice shouting stories of lived realities, nightmares, smiles, wounds, thoughts, and fears, is human, at our level, and reminds us of being so. The pen that wrote these lyrics in English was held by a sincere hand, belonging to someone who asks similar questions, receives the same wavering answers, and shares pains and hopes with those who will read what they have written. Like a sort of European La Dispute.
"The lies we believed about love,
the blood we draw for a taste of sin
the faith we put in constructs
the tears we shed for abstraction"
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