Dischord – ‘Here Come The Weeds’.

Dischord – Blackpool, England, United Kingdom.

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Dischord, a band that I have never quite been able to put my finger on.

Not in a negative manner, of course. Over the years I’ve seen them live and also been drinking with them a number times, and it’s always been solid, we also reviewed their first full-length last year. But no matter how much time I spend listening to their music or spending time with the band, I STILL can’t fathom what said element/factor actually is, or what it entails.

Nevertheless, the Blackpool lot are doing something right.

\\Here Come The Weeds//

‘Weeds are forming in the cracks. Impure. Imperfect. All you lack’

‘The Palmist’ cascades atop a looming intro and gang shout serenade, all before ‘Killing Christ’ rages against the system, as well as shouting and screaming at the false progress at the foot of society’s hill. Ruins left there and only adopted by those of us that took the gain and simply replaced it.

‘Three Chords’. Musically, it hits notes reminiscent of Black Flag, while topically it laments towards 3 Chords Festival in Cornwall, Southern England. A great independent Punk music festival where I personally first discovered the band. But this isn’t 3 Chords, so hit ‘Play’ and check it out for yourself.

‘We’re not going on a summer holiday… I spent all my money on a fucking guitar’

‘You And Your Disgusting Life’ is an interesting track. Lyrically, it attacks the posers and the fakes as well as suggesting that we should look towards how we are actually acting and what is simply regurgitated fashionable slogans rather than actual belief.

Believe what you wish, be rational, be objective – just don’t be an arsehole or do it for “shits and giggles”.

Half way. ‘Words Wont Change The World’ And ‘Waiting For The World To End’ act as a double barrelled number that carry an almost mid-tempo Folk-Hardcore vibe. Home truths are a notable point on the release.

The title track. ‘Here Come The Weeds’ made me wish for a goodun and Dischord delivered. Toned down (a tad), track seven is still a proper belter. I’ll leave it there because this is a track you need to discover for yourself. All I’m giving you is this: it’s fast and it’s a Punk-Rock song.

‘Blackwatch Pt. I & II’ is a slower track. The verses plod along in a pretty standard manner with the band’s signature backing/gang vocals as company, not too long before vocal hell breaks loose.

Due to the nature of the tempo, the band’s best screamed vocals erupt with a fist pumping intensity. From about 2:10, the band kick back into Hardcore along with a simple, but very satisfying solo.

‘Made Of Iron’ is a short spoken word number, with a musical backing that sounds like something from a retro horror film, whilst ‘Made Of Straw’ brings forth even more aggression to an already irate album.

If I’m honest, I didn’t get on with this track to begin with. The intro peaks too early and in this case, the vocals are a little too intense in places. It picks up the more it goes on however – each to their own.

‘Welcome Home’ is tasked with being the penultimate. Dischord’s signature fast and discordant Hardcore Punk is as strong as ever on the second-to-last, and is by far one of the best of the crop.

‘Bonus Track’. Whether actually a bonus track or simply a track named so, it far is grittier than its peers but no less driven. Tasty chorus, tasty chord progression and a tasty set of vocals. Tasty.

Here Come The Weeds in a nutshell; Dischord walk into a studio, make some noise, throw in some social critique and some honesty, and an album pops out. Simple really. The band’s music and this album are available from the following:

• Downloads and hard copies via bandcamp. The CD is pretty. Well, for a Punk album. It looks like a Vinyl. That’s important.
• Digital versions can also be found on Amazon and iTunes and on Spotify and Deezer for streaming.
• Don’t forget their Facebook page. It’s a popular service I’m told.

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