Fuckin’ eh. It’s Friday.
Let me get one thing out of the way first. I FUCKING LOVE THIS BAND, LIKE REALLY REALLY REALLY FUCKING LOVE THIS SHIT.
Now that that’s out of the way…Exemption are a band from Long Island/Brooklyn. This three peice band has released 3 albums, starting with 2009’s “Harmony of the Spheres” EP and the newest release (and album I’ve listened to the most), 2010’s “Public Cemetery Party” (Read: PCP). It’s extremely hard to pigeonhole a band like this into any genre, self described as “Aggressive Progressive”, that’s about the best description your going to get, other than “abso-fucking-lutly orgasm inducingly good”.
First thing you’ll notice as soon as the opening track “Hyperspiral” kicks into gear, is the infectious amount of pure energy this band packs into each square second of music. Frentic guitar work dances with equal charged drums, all covered by the soaring vocals and together creating one infectious melody. This album is beautiful, plain and simple. I wasn’t sure how I would like the extremely clean vocals but it just works so damn well with the music.
It’s technical but not overtly so. There’s always a cohesive, foot tapping rhythm holding everything together. The entire album burns a red hot groove through your mind that sticks there for days. I’ve had “Mutating Skulls” stuck in my head all damn week. Now the riffs. Catchy, foot tapping, technical with plenty of groove. The amount of musicianship on display here is simply staggering. Which leads me to my next point. These guys are fucking unsigned, it’s insane when you think about it really.
Their music is like the aforementioned drug. Stated as causing “feelings of strength, power, and invulnerability as well as a numbing effect on the mind” that’s exactly what this music does. It’s unstable and unpredictable, like a druggie coming at you with half a broken wine bottle but it doesn’t stop, nor do you want it too.
Oh the other insane thing? You can download “Public Cemetery Party” right now, for.fucking.free. So go do it. Right now. Before I sick a horde of hungry pre-schoolers on your ass.