Last greeting of the Swedish innovators

Thank Breach is known only by the contained on this remarkable album "Lost Crew", which can be found on various compilations and certainly is also one of the highlights of this, unfortunately, the last slice of Sweden.

Like their labelmates Refused from the northern Swedish town of Umeå University originating band started her career with a typical New School Hardcore, Made in Sweden. From the third album "It's Me God" they formed your sound to sound apocalyptic walls in the style of Neurosis and took the pace heruas without however neglecting your HC roots. The highs and unfortunately final point of this metamorphosis is here with "collapses" in front.

The concept of this panel is actually quite easy. Similar to many plates in the seventies, in particular the progressive corner, here "rocking" numbers alternate with more "meditative" instrumentals. You have to say that is meant here by "rocking" the worst hardcore crash with the most rabid vocal in recent years, and "meditative" rather on the dynamics and tempos concerns as to the mood that I rarely on a plate have such oppressive and captivating at the same time experienced. "Collapses" can therefore very well be described as setting a deep depression, in which time and again creep in short, violent outbursts.

The musicians of Breach set in this disk as its predecessor "Venom" also back on the collective. So genre atypical elements occur as the use of two drums, or of a carillon, are, especially at sharp pieces, installed ludicrous breaks and used unusual structures, without, however, affecting the flow of the pieces in the least.

Here you will be in ten years know neither who were Breach, nor that they have received one of the most fascinating plates of the early millennium. Sometimes one really wonders what Dumpfbacken work today as A & R manager at the major record companies, who simply do not want to recognize the genius of such bands like Breach or can. Here you do not have to do it in any case with a repeated for the thousandth time formula, but with innovative art. Maybe that's the problem: true art sold poorly ...