Time: 9:00 PM
Cost: $6.00 (poster says $7.00, but it's $6.00)
2101 N. California
The Daily Void
Animal Law is what happens when five guys who primarily operate within the experimental, noise, and avant-garde rock scenes (Geoff Guy of Sexual Freedom, ex-Gays in the Military; Blake Edwards of Vertonen, Crippled Insectual; Dylan Posa, ex-Cheer Accident, ex-The Flying Luttenbachers, ex-Bobby Conn; Jason Soliday of I Love Presets, Coeurl, Gunshop, Mora; and Mark Solotroff of BLOODYMINDED, The Fortieth Day, ex-Intrinsic Action), combine forces to play some form of laboriously slow, heavy metal dirge. While the band may cringe at the use of comparisons, references have already been made to (early) Swans, Khanate, Bauhaus, Harvey Milk, The Goslings, My Bloody Valentine, Flipper, Saccharine Trust, Einsturzende Neubauten, etc.
The Daily Void
The Daily Void have been culled from the disbanded Functional Blackouts, who over the relatively short while they were performing, created a dense aura around themselves: playing house shows throughout the Mid-West and the like. With the demise of the FBs, Dr. Filth and cohorts sought to continue their legacy of disheveled punk with a slight evolution. The sound of DV is obviously in some way tied to the FBs, but not as fulfilling. It’s still punk and the music still attempts to relate a bleak future through each tune. There is a tangible difference. The same propulsion is present. The band is fast, sloppy and rugged but the sense of experimentation and lack of care is missing. Even their name points to a perception of life that may not result in maximum effort. Where as each FBs’ release moved forward in some way, adding a new layer of post-punk nihilism and noise, this initial release from the Daily Void seems like a step back to a more basic and primordial time. The music is still balls out punk, but doesn’t maintain the urgency that the Functional Blackouts were able to bring to the fore. Identification Code's 11 songs stem from the darkest corners of the human mind, turning it's feeble imagination against itself in a cacophony dread-inducing noise. In doing so, they also form the basis of one of the most exciting punk albums in years and one that's ridiculously difficult to explain in text. The Daily Void's sound can be best described as the ultimate balancing act. Every element of their being is teetering recklessly on the edge between polar opposites and as soon as you get an idea of which side a particular song will plummet into, the balance is readdressed by a violent swing to the other. Imagine, if you will, taking every Rudimentary Peni record ever released, pulling the best bits on each album and then condensing it into one LP and you start to get an idea of what this record sounds like: Absolutely fucking brilliant.
A powerful, multi-ethnic Chicago band that combines the crusty punk, grindcore, and hardcore styles of Assuck, Aus-Rotten, Crass, Doom, Discharge, Filth of Mankind, Gauze, Hellshock, Misery, Napalm Death, Nausea, etc., with the Arabic strains of Rachid Taha, Farid Al-Atrache, Munir Bashir, Abdel Halim Hafez, etc. The group also found inspiration in the cult industrial/experimental project, Muslimgauze, as a final touch. Al-Thawra and its members have already received international coverage in articles about taqwacore in such publications as Rolling Stone, The Guardian (U.K.), and Newsweek, for their participation in this emerging global scene.
The heaviest thing to hit Chicago since Oprah. Bongripper plays down-tuned jams so thick it's like trying to shit concrete. The combination of earth-shattering riffs and psychedelic atmospheres will remind you of the time that you dropped acid while listening to your old Black Sabbath records. You know, the time Miles Davis and Tommy Iommi have turned into goats and are sacrificing your soul to Luficer. Sounds something like that.