Release Date: February 1, 2011
Hardcore punk…does it get any faster or angrier? Well, let’s check on some rockers who push the genre to the extreme. But I must warn you, once you go there, you may never come back.
From New York City come five bundles of pent-up, explosive energy. Once fused together they form Most Precious Blood, a hardcore punk band that explodes on you like an atomic bomb. They are set to release their long awaited album, Do Not Resuscitate, through Bullet Tooth Records.
If you’re just hearing of them, you may think their name sounds like a church. There actually are a few catholic churches with that title. However, after listening to this album I fully expect these churches may wish to change their name.
Most Precious Blood was formed when the band Indecision disbanded in 2000. They released their first album, Nothing In Vain, in 2001. They followed that up with Our Lady of Annihilation in 2003 and then their most acclaimed album to date, Merciless. It was kickass and brutal. The band enjoyed success and went on a lengthy two year world tour. Then they kind of dropped off the radar for awhile. For several years the only sign of life was a few messages from their record company and a couple of postings on their website. But now they have reappeared and the music is harder and angrier than ever. Talk about energy, they must have an unlimited supply as it seems they play everything as fast as possible, screaming at you the whole time. One word (badass) describes this album, but I think I’ll go into a little more detail.
Vocalist Rob Fusco’s vocals are an improvement from Merciless and he shows off a wider range. Guitarist Rachel Rosen was on bass for the first album but she was moved to second guitar in 2003 when Matt Miller joined the band and took over on bass. Justin Brannan is amazing on the lead guitar. The band has been through thirteen drummers but hopefully this one, Colin Kercz, will stick around because he brings the boom. ‘Bang the drum slowly’ is not in his vocabulary. My walls were shaking from his relentless brain-pounding. Neighbors? Ha! They never stood a chance because I cranked this shit UP!
Five years passed, during which time some members got married and others did their own thing so you can imagine their sound probably mellowed out a bit huh. Hell no! I put this CD in and the first song “A Danger to Myself and Others” smacked me upside the head and stole my wallet. Or maybe that was actually my head hitting the wall as I thrashed throughout the entirety of my room. Okay, so maybe there are quite a few new headprints in my wall. At least I didn’t have to get stitches this time.
So now my room’s trashed, I’m covered in drywall dust, and, of course, a little blood and…the second song starts. “Shut The Fuck Up, Jailbreak,” really? By listening to that name you might think this would be raging, angry, violent, jump out of your chair and punch somebody, hardcore punk. You would be ever so right. I was breaking shit. The drywall dust really flew during this destructive song. This track is seriously motivational, I mean, if you like to run down the street smashing things that is. Seriously, this song could drive Mother Teresa to start killing puppies and shit.
The tempo doesn’t slow any for the third track “Meth Mites”. These boys (and girl) are just getting started. They have incredible flow, everything works.
This album is fast. Sizzling. I’m talking meteor speed. The only time it slows is the acoustic track “Of Ants That Swarm Together.” Not a bad tune, just odd placement since the tempo kicks back into top gear for the last two tracks on the album. If nothing else, it gives you a chance to breathe for a few minutes and maybe slap a couple of bandaids on your gaping wounds. Then jump back into the pit for “Animal Mother” and the title track “Do Not Resuscitate.”
The rage starts in the first song and doesn’t end. Ever. That’s the risk you take by listening to this album, you may never be “the nice guy” again.
If you aren’t bouncing off the walls (or the person standing closest to you) as you get pounded by these explosive sounds of destruction, then you must be dead. Or you’ve been listening to too many Justin Bieber songs, in which case, do us all a favor. Hand this album to the first person you see, you don’t deserve it. Because this is pure, this is raw, this is brutal, this is hardcore, baby! The weaklings will fail on track one but the rest of us will still be in the pit when they turn the lights out.
Rachel Rosen — guitar, vocals
Rob Fusco — vocals
Matt Miller — bass guitar
Colin Kercz — drums
1. A Danger To Myself And Others 3:11
2. Shut The Fuck Up, Jailbreak 3:24
3. Meth Mites 2:23
4. Blame It On Altered Beast 2:19
5. Stuart Is A Dead Man Walking 2:51
6. Upstate Ghost 2:51
7. Enthusiastic Eugenicist 2:56
8. Functional Autist 2:05
9. Graveyard Postcards 1:42
10. Of Scattered Ants That Swarm Together 2:35
11. Animal Mother 3:59
12. Do Not Resuscitate 2:12