Made In Mexico kick ass.
A technical, mighty math-noise-rock, yet at the same time skittish and disjointed, is what the band from Rhode Island spews out, not sparing heavy influences such as Suicide, Chrome, and Sonic Youth, often straying from proper math.
The group is empowered by a vocalist with guts, Rebecca Mitchell, whose disenchanted, visceral, and nihilistic lament provides an hardcore edge to the instrumental layers, which are anything but healthy, set by Dare Matheson, Jeff Schneider, and Jon Loper, respectively the drummer (who pounds just right), guitarist (raw, lo-fi, hyper-dissonant, former Arab On Radar - with whom the band shares several stylistic traits besides the label -), and bassist (ample space is provided to launch into obsessive odd riffs forming a whole with the ever-nervous rhythmic parts and Rebecca’s sick declamations).
Certainly, there is no lack of experimentation (it couldn’t be otherwise given the label, the legendary Skin Graft), although it’s more about citations, ghosts hovering, and things heard before (Pain Teens and Don Caballero above all), but elaborated in a personal key enough to avoid falling into revisionism, enriching everything with lo-fi electronics slits and putrid tribalisms that now more than ever recall the lesson of no-wave.
The cover also very well reflects what you will hear inside, all very freak, all very psychedelic, all very homemade.
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