PLAYERS CLUB
Co-Extinction
Arclight ________________________________________________________
The Players Club
(formerly the rather ungainly JJ Paradise Players Club) is a
Brooklyn-based gang of cranky noise makers with a long pedigree of weirdo
skrawk-rock and stoner punk, including stints in Glazed Baby,
nautical-core swabbers Book of Knots, and ear-destroyers Unsane.
Befitting their old endeavors, the earlier JJ Players Club rekkids were
high-tension slamoramas of sludge and steel, full of death, disease, and
an undeniable sewer groove, which ultimately placed ‘em somewhere on the
noisy outer edges of stoner rock Meta-verse, with bands like the Heroine
Sheiks and Jumbo’s Killcrane. With Coextinction, an EP-length
prelude to an upcoming epic full-length album, they seem to be drifting in
more esoteric directions. “Safety Word”, for example, is groovy
stoner-pop, not unlike Queens of the Stone-Age or Open Hand. The
brilliantly titled “Song to Make You Hate Me” is exactly that – two
minutes of a stuttering bassline and incomprehensible yammering, sure to
scrape your nerves raw. “Flux” is an avalanche of speed metal
grotesquerie, the Amp-Rep answer to High on Fire. It’s only the two
storming openers, “The EMP” and “Things You Can’t Imagine”
that harken back to the Clutch-with-migraines sound of their seminal ‘Wine
Cooler Blowout’ and ‘Regenesis’ albums. Still, even with it’s
many moods and diversions, the sludge shines through, like some kinda mud
rainbow. So don’t worry, the super-heavy is still on.
Man, I hated that
last fuckin’ song, though. ________________________________________________________
The Players Club
(formerly the rather ungainly JJ Paradise Players Club) is a
Brooklyn-based gang of cranky noise makers with a long pedigree of weirdo
skrawk-rock and stoner punk, including stints in Glazed Baby,
nautical-core swabbers Book of Knots, and ear-destroyers Unsane.
Befitting their old endeavors, the earlier JJ Players Club rekkids were
high-tension slamoramas of sludge and steel, full of death, disease, and
an undeniable sewer groove, which ultimately placed ‘em somewhere on the
noisy outer edges of stoner rock Meta-verse, with bands like the Heroine
Sheiks and Jumbo’s Killcrane. With Coextinction, an EP-length
prelude to an upcoming epic full-length album, they seem to be drifting in
more esoteric directions. “Safety Word”, for example, is groovy
stoner-pop, not unlike Queens of the Stone-Age or Open Hand. The
brilliantly titled “Song to Make You Hate Me” is exactly that – two
minutes of a stuttering bassline and incomprehensible yammering, sure to
scrape your nerves raw. “Flux” is an avalanche of speed metal
grotesquerie, the Amp-Rep answer to High on Fire. It’s only the two
storming openers, “The EMP” and “Things You Can’t Imagine”
that harken back to the Clutch-with-migraines sound of their seminal ‘Wine
Cooler Blowout’ and ‘Regenesis’ albums. Still, even with it’s
many moods and diversions, the sludge shines through, like some kinda mud
rainbow. So don’t worry, the super-heavy is still on.