Ready In Three
Okay I’ll let you get all ping, ping noises out of the way first, when you’ve stopped laughing you can pierce your ready meal and whack it in the microwave, while you settle down to listen to this frenzied and frantic little number from our American friends, aptly named after the kitchen appliance. Most of the menu is indeed about three minutes, which gives you a hot- tempered beast that won’t be silenced.
With opener ‘Leather Daddy’ I get early Nirvana and hints of Alice In Chains, with vocals flip flopping between whispers and golden tones to the more desperation fuelled pleading.
‘You give blood then you give up on yourself’ from ‘Float To The Top’ sounds quite traumatic; in fact, the whole album has that oppressed and troubled feel, trying to understand and accept it all. It’s been a common theme in recent times; we are finding life extremely difficult; we all need a release and some time to get away. It helps with records like these where we can see our lives talked about and we don’t feel so alone anymore. All those insecure and insane thoughts are brought out of the darkness and discussed.
Title track ‘DIAWB’ is a riotous little tune, altogether creepy too. This spirited outburst continues as ‘The Brakeman Has Resigned’ and our ‘ train is bound for hell’. My favourite is ‘Pull’ with contradictory elements in the lyrics like ‘ the best days are when I know it’s over, the worst are when I hope it’s not’. There is an attract and repel quality here, as people are indecisive with their situations and it’s hard to choose what you will ultimately do.
A brief respite with ‘ Love’s Will Tear Us Apart’ , I thought we were in for a little Joy Division at first, but this is great as well and with the cynical line ‘it’s never going to get better than this’ should we just accept what life throws at us?
‘Carry’ has a fantastic chorus which alleviates the stress a touch, and then we get thrown back into it once the guitars are revved up again. With ‘Part Of It’ there is the defeatist lyric ‘when it’s all for nothing, every fuck you chose to give’, well my friends I’ll love you and leave you to ponder the vagaries of life and hopefully we can get a little closer to a satisfying resolution.
Meanwhile, your dinner’s in the microwave.
Microwave – Death Is A Warm Blanket out now via Pure Noise Records.