- Label: 'Expert Work Records/ American Handstand Records'
- Genre: 'Post-Rock'
- Release Date: '7.6.24.'- Catalogue No: 'EW011/AH002'
Our Rating:
This is the long overdue debut album by Tintoretto that is a re-recording of the bands previous ep's. They are not artisans from Venice, rather a noisy post hardcore unit from Milwaukee, apparently part of that cities lively scene in the 90's. My only visit to Milwaukee was in 1990 to see Johnny Thunders who is certainly not an influence on this band. Who are Bill Kutsch, Michael Batzler, Shane Hochsteller and William Zientara who re-recorded these songs at Howl Street Recordings in Milwaukee where they created the latest exhibition by Tintoretto.
The album opens with Dying Days, St Roch Is In The Hospital again, Morse code message from beyond the grave, laced through the deep drum pattern Tamara and Judah have one last desperate exchange, voices like gouache smeared across the speakers, straining at the canvas to make something distinct from the darkened miasma.
Are You Still Dying, Darling? Is a hell of a question, are they Mary talking to Christ At The Crucifixion? Does your partner keep having repeated overdoses or suicide attempts, are they terminally ill, deep drums pound your last heartbeat away, breaking apart to some almost soft guitar, explosion of riffs, extruded vocals setting off alarms, where's the crash cart.
Rifle Merit Badge is the sort of scream of anger at the very thought in the USA of a Rifle Merit badge how that might make you a prime candidate to go fully postal on a spree, the pained screamo vocals and heavy as they can get caustic guitars Flagellate your brain, trying to hit that target once more.
Negatory actually sounds less negative than the rest of the album so far, despite that ship burning down, complex interwoven drum and bass patterns keep building, head splitting crushed paralysis, intertwined into entropy. Vincenzo Morosini tells you those words, you finally admit your wrong without the need to scream the place to the ground once more.
I Betray My Friends while leaving them wallowing in a miasma of crushed riffs distressed drums, I'm fuelled with bile hatred for Tarquin and Lucretia, other signs that you should never darken there doors again, while the riff sounds like they are ritualistically beating the living crap out of you, for what you did to gain Deliverance At Arsinoe.
I Miss You Miss Me Not may be a playground chant, but this is played for keeps, the sense of dread builds, you're on the outs again, flung to the furthest reaches crossing the sea at Galilee, never to be seen again, you have been warned, why didn't you listen, oh yeah the racket was too loud to hear a word clearly.
The End (Old Gods) doesn't believe anymore, you know this quiet soft music won't last, you know the pain is coming, no matter how you pray to Bacchus, Venus & Ariadne those old gods they won't save you from the coming musical onslaught, caressing your bones into dust.
The album closes with Sweet Release yeah after all this noise and arguing and fighting, they finally fall into each other's arms, getting that sweet release, craved more than another crushing riff, gazing at Susanna And The Elders looking for deeper meaning, but only end up in complicated fantasies, before one final ecstatic realization that it’s the Washing Of The Feet they seek, you hate them anyway cataclysm arrives.
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