Suffer On Acid – “Ride The Light”
Suffer On Acid is like I am become Death is like Neighborhood Shit is like Brainrot. Are like power and passion, guts and truth, are like the truths of life, like it’s kill or be killed, eat or be eaten, the simple facts of life. The sordid facts of life- there in front of our eyes.
Suffer On Acid is all the ugly truth and thoughts regurgitated from your mind and subconscious in plain sight and though repulsive at first- too brutal, too realistic- eventually enables you to face your fears head on and leave you knowing you’ve faced the truth and can survive it. And that you are stronger and wiser and you see the blatant beauty like emeralds in the gutter shining in your eyes.
Suffer On Acid call themselves, “grindcore, punk, hardcore, power violence, slam” which, I think, is fairly accurate. I think of them as powerful, brutal and great. Let’s listen to some of their songs and let you decide.
“Ride The Light” starts with a Black Sabbath like chord change only it’s at half speed, this goes on for a few seconds or maybe many days. Then the vocals come in along with a stampede of drums flailing, vocals wailing, guitars set on fire and tossed into the sun as a volcanic eruption of emotions and sounds blasts to smithereens anyone in listening range. This is like industrial hardcore to the ninth degree. “The light turns on/ thoughts move forward/ get what you give/ turn nothing away.” Then on a stop of a dime the axis turns back to the crawling, monolithic beginning. “Because I know what lies ahead of you/ Ride into the light.” A sharp bit of dissonant guitar shards, a piece of brittle glass into your eye, but you just smile.
[audio:https://www.thrashnbang.com/wp-content/music/01 Ride The Light.mp3|titles=Ride The Light]“Terminal” starts like a boxer, boxing out of a corner of a ring. His teeth being spit out like lyrics, “Martyr, Pastor, Savior, wait for me/ …Sacrifice your children/ so your name will be/ last forever/ my revenge will be sweet.” The guitars push him forward as the drums wallop all away by his side. At one point the aggression subsides, the drums hit one sharp, dull pop. The guitars then throw their dissonance in like knives to the ribs and the vocals drag everyone back to the beginning in euphoric musical madness.
[audio:https://www.thrashnbang.com/wp-content/music/05 Terminal.mp3|titles=Terminal]After a few hits and a few drums rolls, “Point South” is off to a speeding car chase of rhythm, a screaming emphatic plea for release. “Subdivide/ to recognize/ I am the one/ who claims the prize.” This song just explodes from the start and slows at the end just to pulverize our brains even stronger. “Lack of trust/ out to screw/ game over/ remember me.” Song over and game over and it scores the highest score on the machine.
[audio:https://www.thrashnbang.com/wp-content/music/02 Points South.mp3|titles=Points South]“Glory Days/ Wasted Life” begins easy enough with a few guitar chords clearing a path. “There will be no glory days/ the world exists only to grind you down/ you think you can carry the torch/ but you hold a fading flame.” Then a doom-y part revolves and resolves. “Losing sight of the world you created/ thrown away/ the life you promised.” And then we’re lead into a hardcore romp once again. This is a song of shifting powers and rhythms, of passion and venom, spit out as one. Music of extremes, passions of extremes and ending up with a song that is extremely good.
[audio:https://www.thrashnbang.com/wp-content/music/04 Glory Days Wasted Life.mp3|titles=Glory Days/Wasted Life]Suffer On Acid- is a great band. They are metal, they are powerful. I put them in with I am become Death another great local band. The blood that rips through their music lights up the sky in fireworks if you look, you’ll see it, I believe.
Believe in bands like this. Believe in the velocity and volume of their audio dreams. They sparkle and shatter, bright and liquid in the dark brightness of your nightmare dreams. They combat for understanding and truth in your dissolution and heartbreak. They thrive and conquer against all long, lost bad dreams. They shatter false perceptions, invalid expectations. They void all the false hopes, beliefs, thoughts and aspirations now adrift upon the waste of life.
This is fire alarm in your mind, shock therapy up your spine music.
Electrodes to your brain instead of i-phones.
This is great stuff.
(Slimedog)
