Strunken White
Lighting a Dark North
Route Fourteen
You get those metal-edged guitar riffs. You get those hushed and menacing vocals that rise up into a screamed angst or anger. You get the dynamics of an airport (stop, start, land, take off, crash and burn, order and chaos). You get some beautiful melodic guitar leads. You get a handful of over-6-minute songs with strange titles like “already stationed issues.” You get a fairly well-thought-out and punk-touched album that is played with the passion and energy of youth, bringing in some extremely tight elements of both metal and math rock in small doses that would do well if caught somewhere between Don Caballero and Champs, with that definite angry hardcore edge. When these guys grow up, my head will probably explode.
Route Fourteen, P.O. Box 501, Langhorne, PA 19047
