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Roadburn D -2
KYLESA
www.kylesa.com
www.myspace.com/kylesa
Prolyphic band formed in Savannah, Georgia, USA in 2001.
Lead by a great male/female vocal duo. They started as a classic four-piece before adding a second drummer in 2006.
Their music is a pure grand-mix of sludge, stoner, doom, psych rock, punk and whatever comes to their creative brains...
Sometimes slow, sometimes fast but always fucking Heavy.
Don't wait longer if you don't know this great band yet!
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KYLESA & CREAM ABDUL BABAR - 2003
Download
Four songs by Cream Abdul Babar : American Sludge/Hardcore seven-piece formed in 1994 in Florida.
Featuring horns, keyboards and electronics.
(www.myspace.com/creamabdulbabar)
And One long song by Kylesa (cut into five parts) :
The Curse of Lost Days.
Cream abdul Babar - Rose in the Mouth
Kylesa - The Curse of Lost Days, part 3
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KYLESA - Time Will Fuse its Worth - 2006
Download
Their second album.
The first with two drums.
"When your drummer leaves your band, what do you do? When you're Savannah, GA band Kylesa, and you drink as much as they do, you hire two new ones. Maybe they're just seeing double from all that alcohol, but the result has turned out much gnarlier than, say, The Allman "too many drummers" Brothers. With primal grooves and a veritable shower of ride cymbals, Jeff Porter and Carl McGinley no doubt make each band Kylesa tours with wish they had two drummers, too.
Two drummers in a band means twice the votes on drumming issues, so Porter and McGinley get an intro, outro, and "intermission" here to show off their chops. These aren't just flashy solos, though, as they weave fierce tribal rhythms that recall the percussion jams from Sepultura sets back in the day.
What's actually more admirable is the restraint the drummers exercise on the rest of the album. If you turn up the volume, you can tell they're there, but otherwise, they lock in with each other and let the riffs do the talking. The riffs are thick, dirty, and pulverizing, topped by vaguely melodic yelled vocals of both genders. Imagine Fugazi brawling with The Melvins and Eyehategod, with Remission-era Mastodon throwing in some kicks for good measure. This is sludgy stuff, but the riffs are catchy and direct. Previous album To Walk a Middle Course was a harrowing psychological ride, but Time Will Fuse Its Worth is more about the rock. If this album were a drink, it would be a Christmas ale with surprisingly high alcohol content that hits you fast between the eyes.
The production here is beefier than before, but the mastering somewhat negates that. Scott Hull (of Pig Destroyer fame) normally does an ace job on mastering, but this album is so loud and over-compressed that it loses some of its dynamics. Granted, practically every other release today has the same problem, so you might not even notice. Point is, these songs, strong as they are on record, probably crush live – and especially after five beers."
www.metalinjection.net
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KYLESA - Static Tensions - 2009
Download
Their last album to date.
A pure fucking classic.
"To create an album this hungry, this passionate and this important so early in 2009 assuredly didn't come easy given the harsh adversity Kylesa has faced to reach this moment of homogeny. Consider the loss of original bassist Brian Duke, who passed from this life due to an epileptic seizure, not to mention the subsequent exit of drummer Brandon Baltzley and vocalist/bassist Corey Barhorst, and one might insinuate this has become a moment of destiny.
Static Tensions is an appropriate title for a band that has been progressively sifting through their troubles and finessing their sludge-punk-doom art into a cohesive soundburst of rightful and harmonious distortion. Pouring every ounce of sun-baked humidity from their native Savannah territory, the core remnants of Kylesa, Phillip Cope and Laura Pleasants have triumphed yet again amidst the smoke of a hard-fought trench battle beginning with their radar-hailing sophomore album To Walk a Middle Course.
At this point in their career on album number four, Kylesa have not only taken the next logical step from the careening vibrancy of their Time Will Fuse Its Worth album, they have demonstratively issued one of this year's statement albums in the form of the booming and dexterous Static Tensions.
It's enough that Static Tension's psychedlic artwork by John Dyer Baizley will leave you thinking of Batman's vegey-vogue nemesis Poison Ivy squeezed through an unnerving Berni Wrightson terror sieve, but the content within is a combination of excitable hardcore and hellish doom strides that never loses intensity. Returning to the expansive production of Time Will Fuse Its Worth's double trouble drummer attack in the form of Carl McGinley and Eric Hernandez, Kylesa is now far more formidable on Static Tensions than they've been in the past. The percussive sublets sculpting through Running Red, To Walk Alone, Unknown Awareness, Said and Done and Only One capitalize moreso on this album than its predecessor, carving apart what few empty spaces Kylesa leave in their dense and sometimes gorgeous sonic channels.
As Static Tensions kicks open the doors with the monstrous ass-chewer Scapegoat, expect the pacing of the album to maintain a consistent heaviness on Insomnia For Months, Said and Done and the Fugazi-ish Almost Lost. Even Only One roars like every ounce of past pain in this band exonerated through song once it assumes a blazing Black Sabbath and Electric Wizard tonal explosion following the series of tribal rolls opening it.
The doom expressionism slowly driving Nature's Predators on the main verses give way to a series of stepped-up and varied tempo switches reminiscent of Quicksand and Botch before switching back to the lollygagging thunder of the core melody. Perfectly written and executed, Nature's Predators changes mood with flawless congruity amidst Phillip Cope's protesting wails of This is the town I live in, it is an American tension...
Perception adopts a structural theory similar to Isis in the way it comes out raging then has the guts to step backwards and rebuild the intensity of the track with each towering bar, growing louder and louder and then climaxing in a Kyuss-esque free-for-all blitz segment until finishing with a stomped-down finale.
Whereas the drumming duo scheme on Time Will Fuse Its Worth was understated, this time around, their presence is loud and clear and Kylesa has now become the band they were fated to become: a stoner, doom and punk hybrid boasting a high level of class only a few meager steps away from Mastodon's supreme down-tuned artifice. With no pretention intended, Static Tensions is one of 2009's immediate elite."
http://rayvanhornjr.blogspot.com
ROADBURN
special.post.9
+++++++++++++
Roadburn D -2
KYLESA
www.kylesa.com
www.myspace.com/kylesa
Prolyphic band formed in Savannah, Georgia, USA in 2001.
Lead by a great male/female vocal duo. They started as a classic four-piece before adding a second drummer in 2006.
Their music is a pure grand-mix of sludge, stoner, doom, psych rock, punk and whatever comes to their creative brains...
Sometimes slow, sometimes fast but always fucking Heavy.
Don't wait longer if you don't know this great band yet!
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
KYLESA & CREAM ABDUL BABAR - 2003
Download
Four songs by Cream Abdul Babar : American Sludge/Hardcore seven-piece formed in 1994 in Florida.
Featuring horns, keyboards and electronics.
(www.myspace.com/creamabdulbabar)
And One long song by Kylesa (cut into five parts) :
The Curse of Lost Days.
Cream abdul Babar - Rose in the Mouth
Kylesa - The Curse of Lost Days, part 3
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
KYLESA - Time Will Fuse its Worth - 2006
Download
Their second album.
The first with two drums.
"When your drummer leaves your band, what do you do? When you're Savannah, GA band Kylesa, and you drink as much as they do, you hire two new ones. Maybe they're just seeing double from all that alcohol, but the result has turned out much gnarlier than, say, The Allman "too many drummers" Brothers. With primal grooves and a veritable shower of ride cymbals, Jeff Porter and Carl McGinley no doubt make each band Kylesa tours with wish they had two drummers, too.
Two drummers in a band means twice the votes on drumming issues, so Porter and McGinley get an intro, outro, and "intermission" here to show off their chops. These aren't just flashy solos, though, as they weave fierce tribal rhythms that recall the percussion jams from Sepultura sets back in the day.
What's actually more admirable is the restraint the drummers exercise on the rest of the album. If you turn up the volume, you can tell they're there, but otherwise, they lock in with each other and let the riffs do the talking. The riffs are thick, dirty, and pulverizing, topped by vaguely melodic yelled vocals of both genders. Imagine Fugazi brawling with The Melvins and Eyehategod, with Remission-era Mastodon throwing in some kicks for good measure. This is sludgy stuff, but the riffs are catchy and direct. Previous album To Walk a Middle Course was a harrowing psychological ride, but Time Will Fuse Its Worth is more about the rock. If this album were a drink, it would be a Christmas ale with surprisingly high alcohol content that hits you fast between the eyes.
The production here is beefier than before, but the mastering somewhat negates that. Scott Hull (of Pig Destroyer fame) normally does an ace job on mastering, but this album is so loud and over-compressed that it loses some of its dynamics. Granted, practically every other release today has the same problem, so you might not even notice. Point is, these songs, strong as they are on record, probably crush live – and especially after five beers."
www.metalinjection.net
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++
KYLESA - Static Tensions - 2009
Download
Their last album to date.
A pure fucking classic.
"To create an album this hungry, this passionate and this important so early in 2009 assuredly didn't come easy given the harsh adversity Kylesa has faced to reach this moment of homogeny. Consider the loss of original bassist Brian Duke, who passed from this life due to an epileptic seizure, not to mention the subsequent exit of drummer Brandon Baltzley and vocalist/bassist Corey Barhorst, and one might insinuate this has become a moment of destiny.
Static Tensions is an appropriate title for a band that has been progressively sifting through their troubles and finessing their sludge-punk-doom art into a cohesive soundburst of rightful and harmonious distortion. Pouring every ounce of sun-baked humidity from their native Savannah territory, the core remnants of Kylesa, Phillip Cope and Laura Pleasants have triumphed yet again amidst the smoke of a hard-fought trench battle beginning with their radar-hailing sophomore album To Walk a Middle Course.
At this point in their career on album number four, Kylesa have not only taken the next logical step from the careening vibrancy of their Time Will Fuse Its Worth album, they have demonstratively issued one of this year's statement albums in the form of the booming and dexterous Static Tensions.
It's enough that Static Tension's psychedlic artwork by John Dyer Baizley will leave you thinking of Batman's vegey-vogue nemesis Poison Ivy squeezed through an unnerving Berni Wrightson terror sieve, but the content within is a combination of excitable hardcore and hellish doom strides that never loses intensity. Returning to the expansive production of Time Will Fuse Its Worth's double trouble drummer attack in the form of Carl McGinley and Eric Hernandez, Kylesa is now far more formidable on Static Tensions than they've been in the past. The percussive sublets sculpting through Running Red, To Walk Alone, Unknown Awareness, Said and Done and Only One capitalize moreso on this album than its predecessor, carving apart what few empty spaces Kylesa leave in their dense and sometimes gorgeous sonic channels.
As Static Tensions kicks open the doors with the monstrous ass-chewer Scapegoat, expect the pacing of the album to maintain a consistent heaviness on Insomnia For Months, Said and Done and the Fugazi-ish Almost Lost. Even Only One roars like every ounce of past pain in this band exonerated through song once it assumes a blazing Black Sabbath and Electric Wizard tonal explosion following the series of tribal rolls opening it.
The doom expressionism slowly driving Nature's Predators on the main verses give way to a series of stepped-up and varied tempo switches reminiscent of Quicksand and Botch before switching back to the lollygagging thunder of the core melody. Perfectly written and executed, Nature's Predators changes mood with flawless congruity amidst Phillip Cope's protesting wails of This is the town I live in, it is an American tension...
Perception adopts a structural theory similar to Isis in the way it comes out raging then has the guts to step backwards and rebuild the intensity of the track with each towering bar, growing louder and louder and then climaxing in a Kyuss-esque free-for-all blitz segment until finishing with a stomped-down finale.
Whereas the drumming duo scheme on Time Will Fuse Its Worth was understated, this time around, their presence is loud and clear and Kylesa has now become the band they were fated to become: a stoner, doom and punk hybrid boasting a high level of class only a few meager steps away from Mastodon's supreme down-tuned artifice. With no pretention intended, Static Tensions is one of 2009's immediate elite."
http://rayvanhornjr.blogspot.com
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