Guttural screams, desperate moans and disaffected, dragged-out deliveries suffuse the Canadian quatuor’s second release. Reformulating some of their debut album’s mix of hardcore and folk (it’s aptly named Violence), Truck Violence delivers a more suffocating and altogether weary vision of the world. Not without reason: increasing climate catastrophes globally and rising fascism in the Western sphere have inspired the band, undoubtedly. The weathervane is my body, though, finds a glimpse of light amidst the hail.
Their first album under San Franciscan label The Flenser, Truck Violence keeps up with traditions of old-school hardcore, starting with DIY production and a straight edge attitude sprinkled with a healthy dose of irony.