Like a canker sore infesting the lip of society,
Human Adult Band spread their unclean noisy destruction to the masses, causing
society to poke its tongue around its lip to find the source of its pain and
then push it around a little bit. Maybe it’ll burst, sending a plume of painful
pus into the vacant space around it. Maybe it’ll resist and shoot sharp jolts
into the lip nerves. Whatever the case, Human Adult Band is bound to cause some
amount of discomfort to those in their general vicinity at any given time.
Imagine unearthing some live recordings from fifteen
years ago and deeming them releasable. Imagine then unearthing some recordings
from last year and also deeming them releasable. That’s the MO this time around
from Human Adult band, who jam pack Beyond
the Time Barrier Travelers (and who isn’t super jealous of that designation?!) with a heaving sea
of discontent, and upon that sea is a lurching vessel leaking from its every
seam, intent on going down and embracing its own destruction. That the sea is
time itself and the vessel is Human Adult Band should be obvious. That the
destruction is immediate, bracing, and electrifying should also be right in the
wheelhouse of any noise rock fan interested in pummeling themselves to
unconsciousness.
But let’s get back to the pus and the sores, shall
we? Human Adult Band subscribe to the more skin-shredding variety of intense
buzz, their guitars and bass shrieking maelstroms of metallic debris bound for
your vicinity. They continue unrelentingly in this fashion until every part of
you is raw and exposed, ever nerve frayed, every pore leaking blood. Go ahead,
try to heal after a Human Adult Band show – you’ll just be subjected to it
again next time, and the onslaught will begin anew. But it’s the kind of
onslaught that you want to happen to
you, because it’s, like, a rush or something.
Whoa.
https://humanadultband.bandcamp.com/
https://alreadydeadtapes.bandcamp.com/
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