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Suicide Beach

February 12th, 2012

In honor of the fact that I accidentally pre-ordered Fucked Up’s Year of the Tiger twice (I fucked up!), I’ve decided to review some records over the next couple of weeks.

Career SuicideCherry Beach 7″ (2011)

When I first heard Career Suicide I thought my turntable was spinning too fast. On Attempted Suicide (2006) the band was playing punk rock at what seemed like the fastest pace possible without careening off into another genre. Because of that, when I first heard this record I thought it was playing too slow.

With all those beats per minute it was easy to overlook the fact that what made Attempted Suicide so memorable was the songs themselves. It snarled like 1977′s best. Cherry Beach slows things down (it’s still fast, by the way) and the result is an even greater rhythmic thrust. The band grooves and swaggers, now less a runaway train and more one that blasts through giant boulders with a fucking purpose. The intensity hasn’t waned at all; Martin’s vocals sound even more comfortably pissed this time around. Everything on this record just feels right. The songs “Cherry Beach” and “Double Life” have been around since 2008 and it shows. They have been perfected.

Aside from how much these four songs totally kick ass I am struck by how much the guitars and drums sound like Fucked Up. It makes sense: The bands share a member (even though Jonah plays different instruments in each band — drums in Fucked Up and guitar in Career Suicide). Still, in discussing past Career Suicide records this personnel connection would seem more like punk rock trivia than anything else. Here it sounds like there’s a bit more to it…

I’ve been excited to see what kind of music gets left in the wake of Fucked Up’s genre-bending ways. I suppose it makes sense that one of the first hints of their influence comes from a member of the band. The stomping interludes during “Things Take a Turn” are probably the best example of this.

“Cast a seed to the sky as my valediction, that you could be the vine to grow a truth from the fiction. Empty the theatre, rush through the door, start living the life you never could before.
– Fucked Up, “Lights Go Up,” from David Comes to Life (2011)

Is Damian singing to his drummer? As far as I can tell Fucked Up is not really dead, but long live Career Suicide anyway.