Monotonix: Body Language
By Team JamBase May 25, 2008 • 9:33 pm PDT
This nasty, hard trio from Tel Aviv makes me want to do bad things – steal a car, direct some amateur porn, spank a cop, get sushi and don’t pay! Monotonix straddle the barbed wire fence between ’90s punk and ’80s hard rock. The head snapping, buzzsaw guitars recall Greg Ginn and C.C. DeVille (if both snorted a lot of cheap speed), packing surprisingly musical grenades, which they lob with sneering abandon. As punishing as their ground zero blast can be there’s also plenty of tight, subtle complications to reward burrowing into their foxhole. You can practically see the flash pots firing as they rework the riff from Sabbath’s “Paranoid” on “Summers And Autumns” or simmer in a Steppenwolf-like miasma on “No Metal.” Recorded and mixed by Tim Green (The Fucking Champs) in San Francisco, Body Language (released April 22 by Drag City) captures Monotonix’s wild ass concert lightning in a jar. Like good sport fucking, this 24-minute taster leaves you disheveled, sweaty and oh so hungry for more.
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