Masada - Self Titled
Here’s another release put out by our good friend Ruined Smile Records! German four-piece Masada probably couldn’t have put together a more brilliant debut record. It blends the extreme abrasiveness of grindcore, verges on powerviolence in some sections, adds to some perfectly morose vocal works, and a slightly injection of haunting electronics for something that’s completely blown me out of the water. Despite a fair majority of these tracks not passing much over the minute thirty mark, this record is monstrous. To preface this, you will be subjected to a pure aural assault, punctuated by moments of tortured bliss, and be lead on a sonic path that changes timbres so often, you’ll be left dizzied, disoriented and craving another go at this. An indicative sign tell of what you should be prepared for is the fuzzed out guitar, swarming feedback over menacing, tribal tom beats signify the start of this release that this self title debut from German group Masada is going to be something to remember. Within the first minute of opener “Uneindeu”, you’re thrown from spastic chaos into piercing clean chord, whiplashing between both spectrums.Each individual track holds their own intrinsic elements that’ll sear themselves into your ears, the summation of which is an absolutely stellar record.“Defeat” has some of the most painfully beautiful clean singing I’ve heard in a long time. It’s with that anguished strain that holds reminiscence of The Mountain Goats. In conjunction with the melodic guitars, these vocals will lull you into a false sense of calm before pushing you straight into the dark, abrasiveness. A perfect example of this abrasiveness is the noise burst of “Sandkaestan”. Being the shortest track on here, edging out its predecessor, “Schwaerzeter Punkt”, by a mere five seconds, it presents all the elements used poignantly on this release. Beginning with a smothering of all the instruments, seguing into a heavily warped bass riffs, subsiding into desperately howled vocals and then finishing with a stunning crescendo. Although analogue instruments, performed at peak intensities, dominate this LP and switching between sections with head snapping speed, Masada proves they’re not formulaic with “T-S”. Glitching, fluttering and slightly nauseating electronics are complied onto of each other, recreating the tension and urgency but in a more gradual and haunting method. This flows perfectly into the introduction of “Nach Aukha”, with the electronics linger and blending seamlessly into the melancholy instrumental. It’s records like these that I’m so fucking happy to be able to do what I do. Even more stoked that people like Ruined Smile Records are putting this stuff out. To add on top of that again, I’m in awe of bands like Masada for coming through with a completely blistering collection of gems that simultaneously pushing music forward through creating such memorable and beautiful pieces of controlled chaos while dragging listeners through this twisted, cacophonous path they’ve laid out. Is it too early to call this the album of the year
~ Matt
If you’ve made it the end of this review and still haven’t check out this record, what the fuck, man? Get on this shit! https://ruinedsmilerecords.bandcamp.com/album/masada
Here's a lovely review of the Masada LP from the good folk at @toofattoskatezine













