Intercourse – The Debut Self-Titled EP.
Intercourse – New Haven, Connecticut, USA.
Noise-Rock-Unique-Hardcore-Noise.
Hailing from New Haven, Connecticut, Intercourse are a four-piece band who roughly sit in the Noise Rock/Hardcore Punk sound-echelon. They not only blast the aforementioned styles to high hell, but add their own stamp of originality without being incomprehensible or “too much”, I.e. they don’t sound like every other contemporary Hardcore band.
Intercourse got in touch with us a little while ago asking for some work on their debut full-length released in 2014, and now here we are. Let’s talk influences shall we? Here’s what they had to say over the net-waves:
‘Jesus Lizard, Deadguy, The Dicks, MDC, Unsane, Black Flag, Cows, Butthole Surfers. We tried really hard to mix everything to the point it’s kinda undefinable. We get Converge meets Jesus Lizard a lot.’
\\Intercourse//
‘Fly Tape’ doesn’t ease you in, there’s no room to acclimatise, as you are shot repeatedly in the ear drums with vicious Mathcore speed, techincals and tempo changes up the ying yang, coupled with aggression that made me think of the UK’s Baby Godzilla, (Go check em’ out in the search bar).
‘Town Plot Prowler’ sounds off from its mid-point as if it belonged on a Black Flag release. Slower, but just as intense, it battles sick addiction. Not for the faint hearted.
‘Fuck the fluoride man, there’s radiation in our water you’ll be thankful for Obama care when you’re turning fucking green… No FEMA camps no magic weather machine, no gun control it’s time to fear something real…
…You’ll see it when it happens there’s never a reason your conspiracies hang flaccid… No false flags no illuminati no impeachment no future… Fuck gold invest in Iodine’ – ‘Iodine’.
The above is a brutal slab of Hardcore Punk with lyrics to match. Easy, serious.
‘Hipsters and gun nuts, conspiracy theorist who won’t shut the fuck up, redneck pig motherfuckers; fuck you… That hippie guy at every party trying to fuck every girl, you’re wrong!’
‘Shit Head Plague’ is another visceral, abrasively corrosive blast of Hardcore that could easily be compared to Trash Talk. That said, it isn’t the strongest on the release, but still holds it’s own well enough.
Now, I happen to quite like Falafel. It’s not bad and easily nullifies the pang of hunger. However, if there wasn’t any, there’s a possibility I’d get mildly irritated, ‘mildly’ being a horrendous understatement. It would probably sound something like this:
Alas, falafel pangs obviously isn’t what it’s all about, but still, the final track ties off the EPs rage nicely. Actually, “nicely” probably isn’t the best word to use, but I’m sticking with it.
If you like your Hardcore without a trace of banality and a mixture of solid influences that have come together to make something new and exciting – and loud – then have yourself some Intercourse.
I’m sure there’s a sexual reference in there somewhere…
Find the band by clicking on the following:
- For updates, head to Facebook.
- Head to bandcamp where the band’s EP is up for a cheap download regardless of currency.
- For streaming, find the band on SoundCloud for streaming.
- Wander over Youtube for moving visual content.
And you should probably #StayFresh.
