Hardcore, screamo two piece band, a restless machinegun slapping you right in the face.
Battsbury, from Rome, Italy, debut record fed on bitterness and disillusionment, unfortunately, strictly on digital.
Both Luca and Claudio are from several math rock / hc bands of the last two decades (Atom Pig Neon, Norma, just to cite a couple).
Choirally sung on two voices, their 8 songs are a continuous cavalcade of fuzzed fierce, aggressively and obsessively weaved on swirling guitar riffs (Blatte, Niente Di Più) and power drumming. A nihilism fierceness with shades of black tints, not any another colour on sight. Senz'Oltre sounds like an explosive load of generational malaise that came of age too soon and it stays right there watching the overall decay: il buco nero dell'esistenza; - as they scream ('the black hole of existence' in English).
Final track Vivo Giorni, about 2 minutes long, it's a hard to please farewell. You may feel floored and exhausted at the end of this tracklist, or even recharged with the anger of witnessing an adverse fate. The soft spot on this record may be the missing of a single track standing out, and the feeling that the whole tracklist is a one whole body, needing each limb and muscle to exist and contain their identity. But here's the point, Battsbury guys don't need to add anything else to their proclamation of NO!.
Battsbury, from Rome, Italy, debut record fed on bitterness and disillusionment, unfortunately, strictly on digital.
Both Luca and Claudio are from several math rock / hc bands of the last two decades (Atom Pig Neon, Norma, just to cite a couple).
Choirally sung on two voices, their 8 songs are a continuous cavalcade of fuzzed fierce, aggressively and obsessively weaved on swirling guitar riffs (Blatte, Niente Di Più) and power drumming. A nihilism fierceness with shades of black tints, not any another colour on sight. Senz'Oltre sounds like an explosive load of generational malaise that came of age too soon and it stays right there watching the overall decay: il buco nero dell'esistenza; - as they scream ('the black hole of existence' in English).
Final track Vivo Giorni, about 2 minutes long, it's a hard to please farewell. You may feel floored and exhausted at the end of this tracklist, or even recharged with the anger of witnessing an adverse fate. The soft spot on this record may be the missing of a single track standing out, and the feeling that the whole tracklist is a one whole body, needing each limb and muscle to exist and contain their identity. But here's the point, Battsbury guys don't need to add anything else to their proclamation of NO!.
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