Live Review: Suns of Guns @ Black Cat, 6/29/2011
Since last I saw those Suns of Guns, they've whipped up a whole crop of bitchin new songs and added a member, a feisty lady on keys whose whole back-to-the-audience thing really adds nicely to the Suns of Guns fuck you ethos. I was particularly fond of the new song "Runners," a pulsating and pummeling monster that definitely suits the gritty dark filth this band is so very good at creating. "Ralph E. Static," one of the only songs I think I've heard, was typically snarling and grimy and flat out fantastic.
I will never tire of the throaty, nervy vocals and that churning, messy, noisy as fuck, dirty mess that comes out of their instruments. I say this all the time, but c'mon, y'all. If ever you get lucky enough to see this band, do it. End of story.
mp3: Purple Bats (Suns of Guns from On the Border of Snakeland)
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