Every Time I Die New Junk Aesthetic
Published Sep 22, 2009Right on! It's been six years since Every Time I Die unleashed Hot Damn!, still the most acclaimed record in their oeuvre. Cramming together technical madness with cocky Southern riffs and dark humour, the band endeared themselves to a lot of clever, angry kids. Following up with Gutter Phenomenon, the band openly admitted to being too heavily influenced by outside factors and ultimately compromising the grit that made the band great. 2007's The Big Dirty was a step back in the right direction but this right here is the shit. A big, filthy amalgam of the band's newfound penchant for Southern rock and the total sonic fury of classic ETID songs like "Ebolarama," tracks like "Who Invited A Russian Soldier" succeed in melding old and new without compromising the band's forward momentum. "Buffalo 666" is an uncontrolled blast of classic hardcore run through a New York state metalcore filter, while "Goddamn Kids These Days" is the kind of strange mixture of off-kilter melody and aggression the band wouldn't have been capable of six years ago. If you haven't checked out what the Buckleys and company have been up to for the last few years, New Junk Aesthetic is worth the 37 minutes of your time.
Is it funny to be older, doing grown-up things like getting engaged, and have your band going backwards and getting heavier?
Vocalist Keith Buckley: It is extremely odd. It doesn't really compute with me how I'm able to still have this much fun and be this child-like all the time. I have adult responsibilities, and I'm sure it's not so much confusing as frustrating for my fiancé. We're lucky that we're still doing it. Getting signed to Epitaph and having this new record out gave us a new shot at life.
Is the title of the record a dig at shitty hardcore bands?
It's a dig at everything shitty [laughs]. It's also the fact that there's so much out there that is mainstream now, and people ignore stuff like this ― travelling around in a van, not being on the radio, not having a million-dollar budget for a music video. So, if it's not glossy and digitized, it's junk. Well then we're kind of proud of that junk because at least it's sincere. (Epitaph)