If you’re a fan of punk rock and you live in the year 2007, there is a wide variety of music that has influenced you. A lot of different speeds, vocal styles, guitar playing, etc. It seems like really good bands are influenced by many different styles, but seem to create a sound that is original and familiar. Like a new acquaintance in which you share mutual friends. You can see these bands’ record collections and notice which ones have well-worn groves, but also hidden in the stacks are records you might not expect but you’re not surprised that they’re there. What I’m trying to say is, Svartenbrandt are really good. It’s that simple. They play punk rock with a serrated edge. A really sharp serrated edge. It’s rough and gritty, and fucking aggressive. The English translation of the lyrics in their insert is a gift to the world. You can tell that whoever wrote them has done some serious thinking and is seriously pissed off, but not in a belligerent way that makes you wanna write them off. This release is totally DIY and should impress even the most jaded curmudgeon out there. If you enjoy the European perspective of the looming doom that is upon us, ala No Hope For The Kids, this is in the same vein.
–Daryl Gussin (Self-released, [email protected])