E.T.A.
No Faith

THE REVIEW

Perhaps in the last decade a mysterious space/time phenomenon must have occurred in Sweden, transforming it into the sunny California of the early 1980s.

At least that’s what one would think when listening to some of the younger hardcore bands coming from those lands, groups like DS13 (fantastic), Smackdown (equally impressive), and these E.T.A, born precisely from a branch of DS13. It is also worth noting that both groups come from Umea like Refused, although the stylistic coordinates here are a completely different thing, since these E.T.A assault you with 13 lightning-fast hardcore punk tracks in full early '80s California style featuring explosive guitars, a cheeky voice shouting slogans, a neurotic drum, skateboards, and beer galore.

In short, it's like Dead Kennedys, Circle Jerks, JFA, early Suicidal, DRI... only that we're in Sweden, amidst forests, perpetual ice, the aurora borealis (is there one in Sweden?), and above all, the gloomy black metallers wandering like bloodthirsty and ever-horny werewolves...; well, in my opinion, it’s a great piece of work, but if one already owns "Group Sex," "Dirty Rotten LP," "Suicidal Tendencies" and the like, let's say they own the originals from the era and don’t necessarily need these young guys from the northern lands. However, I find it's always a great listen, even if the copying is obvious and I believe even acknowledged by E.T.A themselves, this fantastic and timeless sound.

And as the cherry on the cake of the homage to the times that were, the ccccddddddììì closes with a cover of "Beverly Hills" (whoever guesses which band it’s from wins a night of love with my neighbor).