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I instinctively guessed just what an album made by a band called The Dead Space was likely to sound like. Taut, and fraught with anxiety and tension. Sure enough, Chlorine Sleep, from this Austin, Texas trio is exactly that. Full-throttle, breakneck, guitar assaults for anyone who has ever enjoyed a record by Husker Du, And You Will Know Us By The Trail of Dead, Metz, Pissed Jeans and the like.
While the element of surprise for a record like this is slightly limited, (you'll know what you're going to get from the opening notes and nothing from that point on is likely to take you unawares), there's certainly something worthwhile going on here. This is a bracing ride of thrashy, angry songs for those who subscribe to this kind of diet, for those moments in life when you feel like smashing your fist against a wall but realise that there is probably a better way of venting your frustration.
This is not really my standard 'meat and potatoes' and I'm not entirely sure how often I'll need to return to this particular well very often. In any case this record was originally recorded in 2015 and apparently the band are no more, so I wouldn't advise you to etch their name on your pencil case, to impress your family members or work colleagues. Nevertheless, if you want to have an hour that feels you're in a wind tunnel screaming your head off without the risk of annoying your neighbours, this should probably do the trick.
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