Incommunicado

Incommunicado

Incommunicado

Losing Daylight

A-F Records

Incommunicado’s Losing Daylight revives my ears after spin upon spin of light hearted, soul draining, corporate-endorsed boredom. Albums whose opening songs I can’t even make it through before hitting the eject button and tossing them in my rejected pile clutter my desk as I take a chance on this modest looking A-F Records release.

Fifteen seconds of low volume drum and guitar play suddenly take off as the sound rises in conjunction with the somehow familiar vocals of Chris Feigh. Maybe it’s that he sounds a bit like Ian Mackaye (Minor Threat, Fugazi), mixed with Mike Wiebe (Riverboat Gamblers) that keeps me from skipping to the next track. Maybe the nostalgic sound of the distortion in the guitar parts — a sound that somehow reminds me of Nirvana, Social Distortion, and Lifetime all at once — is what makes me reach for the volume knob more than once. All I know is that this sound has found me just in time, because I was dying a slow musical death at the hands of numerous tattooed pop releases.

The unabashed abandon in this Pittsburgh, PA band’s debut is commanding in its looseness. It’s as if they’re playing in a warehouse to their friends, without any thoughts of who else is listening, or even cares. It’s the sound of being a teenager, staying out late, and not having to get up early the next morning. It’s cigarettes and wine coolers on a hot summer day.

I want to be sweaty and 16 and screaming along to “Progression,” and “Electrode Cathode” until my ears bleed!

Incommunicado: www.myspace.com/incommunicadomusic

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