If one man’s meat is another man’s poison, then it’s fair to say that one listener’s mind-blowing rock ‘n’ roll is another’s idea of a painful racket. Staer do make an unholy painful racket, using bass, drums and guitar, but amidst the squalling cacophony and overdriven sludge, there are some battering riffs.
Across the seven tracks that bleed together in a fuzzed-out mass of distortion and clattering, clashing drums, Staer crank out some serious din, and while instrumental improve rock stuff may be nothing new, they still manage to create something different. While perhaps lacking the dynamism or technical accomplishment of comparable acts like That Fucking Tank, the speaker-shredding trudge of the seven-minute ‘Sex Varnish’ and unpredictable structure of the nine-minute closer, ‘Dr Life’, coupled with a solid balls-out bass sound that comes on like a juggernaut with the brake cables cut, it’s worth the earache.
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