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2005-04-12 - 23:38 Guns and Gold on 51 By Blackfire Revelation “Long white robes, long white beards...early transvestites. Didn’t get their shaving together.”–Eddie Izzard Dressed to Kill
The thing with indie rock is that, in general, it manages to almost, but not quite, get everything together. You either have great lyrics and instrumentals to die for or you have a killer bass line and an ethereal soprano in a song about giraffes. Or, my personal favorite, delicate rhymes over phat beats delivered to us via the voice box of someone with strep throat and a bronchial infection. You’re left thinking, “Oh. Guitar lessons, please.” Or “Fire your screamer.” Or, “Hey, next time you sit down to write try pretending you’re not seventeen and that your girlfriend didn’t just dump you.” I go back and forth on whether this is one of those times. John Fields and Hank Haney, the two members of Blackfire Revelation are talented musicians. There is some nice drumming and some good guitar work, particularly on track 1, Battle Hymn. The lyrics are well planned out, with a tight rhyme scheme, although its pretty much the same rhyme scheme throughout the whole CD. The subject matter is hopeful, if a little bit bruised. I enjoyed the smoothness of the meter in the lines, “And I want you to know/that you can change your mind/ and that those that don’t stick with you/just leave ‘em behind.” Here’s the rub, the vocals are bland and predictable and conjure up in my mind every unfortunate Southern stereotype I know. Gold and Guns on 51, as a complete package comes off as formulaic, Jack-soaked Southern rock. Which is unfair because individually these tracks all have flavor. Yes, some of it is Jack-soaked, but leaving it at that would be to underestimate the CD and the musicians. Track four, Preach to the Choir is my favorite off of this CD. It has a bluesy feel, and no matter what I’m doing when it comes on I always find myself swaying to it. I lost all my money/but I still got my guns. Ha, even when you’re down with this one, you’re not completely out. Lyrically, it offers us that cynical look at humanity that all critiques of modernity are laced with, Let’s preach to the choir/The choir in vain/Their songs are a plenty/But They don’t say a thing. And, I always find that to be enjoyable. Blackfire Revelation is opening this Spring for Unsane and rumor has it they are good live. If the record is any indication, they certainly have the potential to bring down the house. They’re rolling through my city in May and I’m looking forward to checking them out. Maybe then I’ll be able to get off the fence about the CD. But, until then I hope this is just a warm-up and that in the future we’ll be hearing great things from this band. Eh. The Dates:
Artificial Sound for the Artificial World: Gold and Guns, Baby.
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