The Heaviest Thing Ever
July 31, 2010
So I have a lot of things potentially coming up, but I’m not lying when I say that the release of the new Swans album (Oct. 5th) is up there as one of the most exciting. Click here for a taste:
Swans were an art/noise/punk project that moved from the loudiest, ugliest thing ever to pitch-black psychedelia during a 15-year span from 1982-1997. They’re back, now, with a new album My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky on Young God Records (run by Swans founder Michael Gira) and this new iteration of Swans seems to include a little bit of both the aural bludgeoning of early Swans and the droning psych of the band in the mid-’90s.
And just listen to what’s above and crank it up, loud, because this is physical, ecstatic music. Other bands have come and gone that are noisier, more abrasive, darker, faster, whatever, but the nice folks in Swans know how to just physically grab you and unsettle you and make your eyelids flutter like no metal or drone or noise band ever could. That’s what I mean when I say physical and ecstatic: there’s no divorcing this stuff (lyrically even) from the body and from religious/sexual ecstasy.