Deity Guns
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THE REVIEW

Every now and then, I like to randomly pick from my "vinyl" discography, and today I stumbled upon this album by the French band Deity Guns.

A work I hadn't listened to in years.

Discovered purely by chance in the personal temple of Music named Bloom, located in the town of Mezzago; they opened for Cop Shoot Cop, and I purchased their second full-length work on site.

They emerged from the underground of self-production and signed on with "Big Cat Records"; produced by a certain Lee Ranaldo who had sensed the immense potential of the five guys from Lyon.

In the album credits, there's also an obvious mistake in Lee's last name, which becomes Renaldo; but this doesn't diminish the sound quality of the product.

A musically loaded approach; evident reference to the very first works of Sonic Youth. A subterranean sound, very experimental with abundant and successful ambient inserts. Long silences, long pauses that suddenly shift into very noisy cascades of guitar feedback; all within the same track. Noise - No Wave in the best New York tradition.

I only need to mention the opener "The Map" which starts a record that is not easy to assimilate: thunderous instrumental blasts, with the two guitars intent on weaving piercing patterns. Pauses, with the sound fading away, dying out; bursting again in an abrasive finale that reminds me of the early Helmet.

This also reminded me of their striking performance in the famous venue in the outskirts of Milan. They played for just a few dozen minutes at a disturbing volume. Sonic agitators who then made way for the equally iconoclastic Cop Shoot Cop. Another concert that left its mark, in every way!

Completely lost from sight, with very little information about them online.

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