Violin: S/T 7"
Londonās singular maelstrom, Violin, has arrived at ILRHQ with four deadly soundblasts to loosen the grip on your perceived reality. Violinās sole proprietor, Lindsay Corstophine, exposes and decimates a ācruel fantastic worldā of willful ignorance, seething metropolitan dread, paranoid visions and fatal submissions. All this at mostly one two violence tempo in the perfect amount of hardcore time, spanning less than 6 minutes total.
Our take: Iron Lung Records brings us the second record from this London hardcore projectātheir first was on La Vida Es Un Musāand the label is a fitting home for Violinās slightly left-of-center hardcore. Honestly, though, this record dials back the quirkier elements we heard on Violinās previous record, leaning more toward straightforward hardcore. Violinās particular take is burly and propulsive, reminding me of early 80s Boston bands like Negative FX and SS Decontrol. I love the term āviolence tempoā that Iron Lung uses in their description, and itās apt for the relentless propulsion on display here. We get a taste of the weird stuff, though, with some heavily effected guitar emphasizing the quirky lead riff in āSubservientā as well as a chaotic section where noisy synth squalls swoop into the mix. If thereās such a thing as thinking personās dumb hardcore, this is it.
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Violin: S/T 7"
Violin: S/T 7"
Londonās singular maelstrom, Violin, has arrived at ILRHQ with four deadly soundblasts to loosen the grip on your perceived reality. Violinās sole proprietor, Lindsay Corstophine, exposes and decimates a ācruel fantastic worldā of willful ignorance, seething metropolitan dread, paranoid visions and fatal submissions. All this at mostly one two violence tempo in the perfect amount of hardcore time, spanning less than 6 minutes total.
Our take: Iron Lung Records brings us the second record from this London hardcore projectātheir first was on La Vida Es Un Musāand the label is a fitting home for Violinās slightly left-of-center hardcore. Honestly, though, this record dials back the quirkier elements we heard on Violinās previous record, leaning more toward straightforward hardcore. Violinās particular take is burly and propulsive, reminding me of early 80s Boston bands like Negative FX and SS Decontrol. I love the term āviolence tempoā that Iron Lung uses in their description, and itās apt for the relentless propulsion on display here. We get a taste of the weird stuff, though, with some heavily effected guitar emphasizing the quirky lead riff in āSubservientā as well as a chaotic section where noisy synth squalls swoop into the mix. If thereās such a thing as thinking personās dumb hardcore, this is it.
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Londonās singular maelstrom, Violin, has arrived at ILRHQ with four deadly soundblasts to loosen the grip on your perceived reality. Violinās sole proprietor, Lindsay Corstophine, exposes and decimates a ācruel fantastic worldā of willful ignorance, seething metropolitan dread, paranoid visions and fatal submissions. All this at mostly one two violence tempo in the perfect amount of hardcore time, spanning less than 6 minutes total.
Our take: Iron Lung Records brings us the second record from this London hardcore projectātheir first was on La Vida Es Un Musāand the label is a fitting home for Violinās slightly left-of-center hardcore. Honestly, though, this record dials back the quirkier elements we heard on Violinās previous record, leaning more toward straightforward hardcore. Violinās particular take is burly and propulsive, reminding me of early 80s Boston bands like Negative FX and SS Decontrol. I love the term āviolence tempoā that Iron Lung uses in their description, and itās apt for the relentless propulsion on display here. We get a taste of the weird stuff, though, with some heavily effected guitar emphasizing the quirky lead riff in āSubservientā as well as a chaotic section where noisy synth squalls swoop into the mix. If thereās such a thing as thinking personās dumb hardcore, this is it.











