Cell Press bring back memories of a not-too-distant past in the 2000s, when every heavy band was from BC and sludge metal reigned supreme. With a sound reminiscent of No List Record bands like Anion and Shallow North Dakota, Cell Press' self-titled EP reminds its listener of sludge metal from the golden years.
Nothing stays the same on this EP for very long. From the grooves on "Piss Police" to the odd-timed melodic chords of "Blacked Out in Verdun," everything moves in unexpected ways. All of this is perfectly set to the backdrop of PQ's uniquely cackled screams.
Drummer Mark Mcgee really flourishes on this EP. From his snare rolls on "Blacked Out in Verdun" to his intricate patterns on the noise track "My Son Will No [sic] the Truth," the entirety of his skill set is on display. Perhaps none of this is more apparent than on the song "Dead at OACI," which goes from pummelling double kick patterns into a variety of different fills to accompany the chaotic nature of this song.
Cell Press is a great sludge metal EP that reminds the listener of the best aspects of this sub-genre. This EP makes the future appear bright for what is to come from this band.
(No Funeral Records)Nothing stays the same on this EP for very long. From the grooves on "Piss Police" to the odd-timed melodic chords of "Blacked Out in Verdun," everything moves in unexpected ways. All of this is perfectly set to the backdrop of PQ's uniquely cackled screams.
Drummer Mark Mcgee really flourishes on this EP. From his snare rolls on "Blacked Out in Verdun" to his intricate patterns on the noise track "My Son Will No [sic] the Truth," the entirety of his skill set is on display. Perhaps none of this is more apparent than on the song "Dead at OACI," which goes from pummelling double kick patterns into a variety of different fills to accompany the chaotic nature of this song.
Cell Press is a great sludge metal EP that reminds the listener of the best aspects of this sub-genre. This EP makes the future appear bright for what is to come from this band.
