Written by Nikolai Dineros With towering layers of distorted guitars, a consuming diabolic ambiance, and the seething, almost theatrical, vocals – Basalt Shrine paints a gloomy backdrop of the occult through a mix of funeral doom, sludge metal, and many more. Basalt Shrine is a five-person supergroup consisting of members from Dagtum, The Insektlife Cycle, Surrogate Prey, Abanglupa, Malicious Birth, Imperial Airwaves, and Kahugyaw – some of which have their own share of crossovers among members, like the Vivo Brothers Ronaldo and Ronnel, who are widely known for their joint works on Dagtum, The Insektlife Cycle, Imperial Airwaves, and most recently, Abanglupa. With them are Bobby Legaspi and Rallye Ryan Ibanez, who have shared the studio as members of Surrogate Prey. ‘From Fiery Tongues’ marks Basalt Shrine’s debut album release. The album, in a way, highlights many of doom metal’s rudimentary concepts all the while crossing boundaries through well-paced progressions and abrupt switch-ups. The transition from the opening track ‘Thawed Slag Blood’, a dark ambient tone-setter to the record, to ‘In The Dirt’s Embrace’, a stoner-ish black metal and drone fusion, is a prime example of the former. There is nothing particularly new to this structure in metal-based projects across the board that it has almost become customary for just about any band nowadays to feature a slow-burning opener. It is also worth noting that ‘In The Dirt’s Embrace’, while it is diverse in style with elements of stoner, drone, and black metal simultaneously thrown into the mix, the song is more of a 12-minute odyssey compartmentalized into two different chapters, each with their own cohesive song structure enough to make for a separate track, than a long-winded melting pot of the same two or three doom riffs that loop ad nauseam. The transition is abrupt, but it gels nicely, somehow. ‘Adorned For Loathing Pigs’ shares many similarities with ‘In The Dirt’s Embrace’ and the title track that comes after it. But unlike the other two songs, it has a more cohesive structure akin to a progressive metal song with a continuous flow. The title track, ‘From Fiery Tongues’, on the other hand, is more traditional in design with an infectious riff so well put together that it will linger on the right side of your brain hours post-listen. It easily has the catchiest – and therefore most memorable – riff in the entire record. And because of that, ‘From Fiery Tongues’ is a personal favorite of mine – quite the ingenious decision by the band to name the entire project after this song, actually. And while I do not recommend listening to an album by bits, ‘From Fiery Tongues’ is what I would consider a good starter to any newcomers to the heavier sides of metal, whether it be doom, sludge, or black metal. In contrast, the closing track ‘The Barren Aftermath’ is just that; a barren aftermath. In my defense, after three hard-hitting, bloodcurdling songs, it’s hard to top what the band has already showcased three songs prior, as far as my expectations go. The album closes out in a calm and collective manner and it seems like the proper way to go. A lukewarm reception seems expected. Who knows what coaxed the Vivo brothers, Legaspi, and Ibanez to start a new band to add to their already expansive backgrounds of projects they’ve started or worked alongside with? For all we – the spectators, the regular consumers of their media – know, they might have just decided it on a whim, perhaps over a bottle of beer. But Basalt Shrine is certainly one band to look out for. What a kickoff that was to one of the Philippines’ most ambitious crossovers in the underground metal scene in 2022! Support the art & the artist: https://basaltshrine.bandcamp.com/album/from-fiery-tongues-2?from=embed
Author: TFL
TRACK REVIEW: Sunday Stallone – Saving Face
Written by Louis Pelingen From a distance, there is something fascinating about Sunday Stallone. They’re a 5 man band that was formed in 2018, mostly putting out covers from a few years back. Those covers showcase their musical influences, from DIIV and their dreamy brand of indie rock to Yung Lean and his hypnotic brand of cloud rap and hypnagogic pop. Additionally, their Spotify profile mentions their merge of genres such as shoegaze, IDM, and ambient. The influences and genre meshes mentioned prior do knot together with how they put up those covers, hazy textures with washed-out aesthetics to create a vibe that will leave you floating, especially with how the songs are paced to glaze and echo through the mix. Once you get closer to their debut single, there is a risk that the band pulls through with its wall of sound from the guitars and drums that coast through misty synth patches that elevates even further in the chorus sections. This kind of mixing and maximalist production touches do work well with the intended theme of the song, pushing through times of frustrations and yearning to move forward despite it. However, once you get the scope of this single, it’s just unfortunate that the rest of the song just ends up being limp. As much as the risk from the band trying to make a stunning debut single is appreciative with its maximalist approach, if maximalism is being pushed here, there needs to be robust melodies and effective performances to carry that maximalism to a potent degree because this just does not have both of these factors. Besides the chorus with its decent maximalist swell, the verse melodies on the instrumental and vocal sides need a bit more crunch and flair to them to act as necessary building blocks to the chorus. Give the drums some engaging rhythms, the guitar and bass some diverse licks, and the keyboard some glistening presence that will make the verse melodies feel rich and buoyant. And when it comes to the performance, even with the backing vocals that show up from time to time do add to the yearning of the song, the vocalists on the first and second verse just lack the tone to sell it. And with the vocal melodies on both verses sounding stiff and bland, their performances just drift further away, feeling one note and numb as a result. Despite all of those criticisms, there is still work to be done. While this maximalist approach in the genre-fused music landscape has been made before, Sunday Stallone has the texture and spark to fill in the gaps in that maximalist niche. But the lack of fulfilling melodies, transitions, and performances crumble the maximalist mix and textures to the ground. It’s a notable debut single from the band that may be flawed all around, the chorus does save face from this single completely falling apart. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: Dilaw – Kaloy
Baguio’s very own Dilaw – consisting of rapper/singer Dilaw and instrumentalist Vie Dela Rosa – is one of those acts where they are taking the internet and their face-to-face show attendees by storm. After signing with Warner as of late, the duo’s byproduct of animated rap-rock and ukay culture prop up folk-rap are shaking up their entire roster in terms of uniqueness. But as their output becomes more prevalent and as well as their said live performances, Dilaw Obero and company haven’t exactly reached their X-factor just yet for a couple of reasons. “Kaloy”, their latest single, breeds a new kind of hybrid genre that’s equal parts enticing and questionable: It’s enticing in a way where their superstar of the duo Dilaw Obrero, just doesn’t pull back from their lyrical and vocal punches; But it’s questionable in a sense that their head-scratching sonic choices are outdated and quirky for the sake of being quirky. In short, the rest of their output – including “Kaloy” and other of their unreleased material – has been painfully shallow and derivative thus far. Obrero’s vocal performances have cringy twee-styled screeches where his vocal prowess doesn’t reflect the promising licks in the instrumentals. Their performances overall puts the political undertones buried way down by prioritizing style over actual substance. And “Kaloy” is evident of their troubling, overindulgent renditions that, let alone, become a hindrance to their yellow-hued branding. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: rienne – Honey
Virginia isn’t too far from home, at least for power-pop solo project rienne. Born and raised in the Philippines, bridging together their fixture for local sensibilities and Western-influenced pop songwriting is their specialty. In the universe where pop acts could exceed amp volumes and the overwhelming college parties, rienne’s isn’t just another act that’s stuck in stale lyricism, or rather tethered in bland sentimentality. “Honey” is one of their standout tracks after several trials and errors balancing the rawness of cool lo-fi and Filipino-branded ‘hugot’ in their previous singles: rienne’s not like the others. The track blemishes in catchy harmonies peeking during the choruses while their vocal work, besides the hook-y climaxes, transcends another plane of tweeness to the mix. This is an edge to Virginia’s rich punk history in the course of their hometown’s wispy yet emotive singing. rienne’s “Honey” might be one of your favorite tracks to send your crush to at a party. SUPPORT THE ART & THE ARTIST:
TRACK REVIEW: No Lore – Paumanhin
Siblings Jerald and Tita Halaman are the types to mesh together creative ideas like a blender. Their project No Lore produces a multidisciplinary venture where it requires a sensory experience to their worldbuilding. Tita Halaman and their paintings are always secondary to the accompanying soundscapes. But for No Lore’s case, it’s the other way around. Tita’s dream-pop “harhar” singing style synergizes with Jerald’s indietronica-inspired key presets a la Postal Service. But one can’t help but notice the lack of push with regards to their sound. Take their latest single titled “Paumanhin” for instance. Off The Record‘s latest track is deprived of any emotive strengths amidst a maelstrom of instrumentals that distract the potential harmonies that are supposed to become the highlight of the track. But instead, “Paumanhin” is covered with so many sonic interruptions: heavy kicks above rattling drum machines, arena-sized claps wrapping over synth lines, etc. Additionally, Tita and Jared’s vocals happen to become an underwhelming and vapid performance through and through. Overall, the duo’s brought themselves a sonic palette cleanser, whereas, on an opposite day, the palette’s just reduced into something more cluttered and less of an opus that would less likely become an artistic masterpiece that would hang on an exhibit’s walls. Support the art & the artist:
ALBUM REVIEW: Orange & Lemons – La Bulaquena
Written by Elijah P. 15 years is barely one-fifth of a century; trends and events have passed, figures have become monuments, culture has turned itself to the past and we’re here struggling to become a blender of something that happened 30 years ago. The veil of “OPM” is showing itself to become a rehash of what has been and what was. Indie pop, or pop music in general, has slowly become stale. Alternative music has become the starter pack of many younger listeners. The internet has inevitably redirected our view of alternative music forever. However, for seminal Bulacan indie-pop troupe Orange & Lemons, you’d expect them to dish out something different, all the while picking up where their influences have left off in their latest album titled “La Bulaquena”, their first album in forever. The 10-track album is no way of showing merely tributes to legends and name-checking every little detail behind the scenes. It doesn’t pull off any excuses, Orange & Lemons simply show and not tell. The new album – although vying to become a balance of traditional instrumentation and modern flick of anglophile-inspired indie-pop – has no shortage of melodies through and through, but at what cost? The answer: this is Clem and company’s attempt at reinventing the genre rather than paying true homage to it. All of the tracks circle back to the meaning of what it was like to become scholarly of what is viewed to be archaic in terms of technique and sonics. But that isn’t the lone goal according to the band. O&L loyalists may be surprised by the first couple of tracks. Like this isn’t any “Hannggang Kailan” or another “A Beginning of Something Wonderful”; it’s donned differently with less buttoned-polos and posters of your favorite slick-back C86 vocalist. “La Bulaquena” is treated with amplification of its traditions, wherein examinations of rondallas and kundiman as a whole are done like a pop quiz. The album is expected to behave like a gentleman in barong outfits, but rather Castro, the Del Mundos, and Neroda act as if this is what they have and they do it on their own terms respectively. The album clearly doesn’t imprison itself in its resources, especially with the title track, “Ikaw Ang Aking Tahanan” and “Yakapin Natin Ang Gabi”. There are tracks that exceed everyone’s expectations: headbanging to bandurrias couldn’t be any more exhilarating and refreshing. Although there are tracks that stand out positively, there are others that are entertained as fillers, covers that are fit for a venue of seekers of kundiman, and actual placeholders in a museum. The album, from front to back, face value to its lyrical depths, is conserved as one that wouldn’t come out as rather more innovative or bold; It’s an Orange & Lemons album without their classic setup and yet the entire project keeps within bounds of their familiar sound, even after their 15-year absence of releasing newer material. It is music that wouldn’t come across as material that would pave any of its contemporaries forward, but rather it crystallizes the thought of traditional music not exceeding its expected use. “La Bulaquena” has no tricks or rather little progressive ideas that are enough to gauge another project that would push the kundiman sound to another level in the future. The project needs a little bit of push in sonics: a little more outsider material and fewer instruments that are kept dusted on the inside. Orange & Lemons have accepted that challenge and the result came out well, but remembering it as a body of work barely makes sense in this wide collection of music released this year. SUPPORT THE ART & THE ARTIST:
TRACK REVIEW: MIKASAN – Snake
Rolling hi-hats, hissing samples, flourishes of Bit-pop – blocky textures that release smoothly in between – and ambient music – the quietest moments are the most deafening effectively; These are all mastered by solo musician and AMP member Mika Santelices also known as Mikasan. So far she’s offered more intrigue than other rising pop musicians today: vocal minimalism, synthetic maximalism, and depth that can be deciphered by its effects hiding behind its waveforms. “Snake” sonically brings Mika’s inner “mad scientist” to life. In fact, she’s more than just a “scientist”, but rather the descriptor “director” seems more fitting when it comes to managing pop music on the centerfold – and it’s Mikasan’s time to turn her own page in the playbook. “Snake” is entrancing in the beginning, eerie in the middle, and exorcizing in the end. Mikasan invites everyone to take a bite of the apple, all the while assisted by trembling, bass-y synths and 808s that are destined to leave you by the artist’s death stare. There’s more in store for her promising career and pop fanatics should wait for her in the near future. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: FERVIDS – Sweet Tooth Aching
Written by Nikolai Dineros FERVIDS is one of those lavishly self-indulgent garage rock bands that taste like an espresso shot in the ears – sometimes overkill, sometimes vapid. But it’s the amusement of seeing how they attempt to make it ‘just right’ that makes this band worth checking out if anything. The Legazpi-based band claims to take inspiration from The Beatles, the British Invasion sound of the ‘60s, and the junkier side of 2000s indie rock with The Strokes. It’s not hard to see why. After all, we have seen plenty of crossovers of influence between The Beatles and The Strokes among new-age indie rock bands in the past. Initial listens of their single “SWEET TOOTH ACHING” would make you believe they took a more ‘Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino’ approach in concocting their sound. And by that, I mean the ‘Star Treatment’ obsession for croony Julian Casablancaisms and swagger – not the galaxy-age, elevator music type of sound Alex Turner tried to emulate that, in the end, is still very ‘Arctic Monkeys’, a far cry from The Strokes’ sound palette. Basically, FERVIDS’ attempt at figuratively wanting “to be one of The Strokes” has led them to create an image that is a far cry from how their influences sound but is still a tad bit reminiscent of them at heart, as far as their attitude on the mic goes. It is garage rock at heart if the garage is converted to a coffee shop and the smudges of grease and oil along each corner were covered in maple wood floorings and Live, Laugh, Love picture frames. But FERVIDS is young. If they choose to continue as a group and develop into their own kind of artists, there will be no need for them to desperately look for a “Please Please Me” or “Is This It” debut moment. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: datefriend – runner up
Written by Elijah P. The debut single of datefriend is anything but a regular song about crushes and being a rebound in a highschool track & field. In fact, it’s more than that; For over 40 plus years of its existence and uncompromised DIY ethics, the indie pop genre proves that songs written in jangly guitars, drum machines, and twee vocals still bring the best of artists from any generation. And “runner up” ticks all the boxes in the most wholesome way possible. With the help of several mixing and mastering works from vets in the industry, namely Audry Dionisio of Offshore Records and Nick Lazaro of La Balls Studio, “runner up” is a single that’s part of datefriend’s debut EP – which will be released soon according to their IG teaser. Its an exciting project waiting to be revealed later on, not only for artists like datefriend but also for their family and friends who express queer identities and sentimentalities openly without compromise. Aside from its cheerful yet longing lyrics, the track’s unorthodox verse and chorus structure can confuse lyric-readers at first, but the saving graces of the track are Hannah’s synthwork and impeccable vocal performance, both of which are able to even out any possible odds for the debut single. Overall, datefriend’s impressive debut can earn them a number of fans who’ve been wanting to scratch that fine tuned jangly pop itch. “Runner Up” isn’t characterized as an innocent runner in beaten up Converse All-Stars, but rather it’s a runner in New Balance shoes arriving at the finish line. Commitment and good taste in indie pop is what you get in first place. Support the art & the artist:
TRACK REVIEW: Eliza Marie – you wanted a woman
Written by Elijah P. Stylistic shifts in music are double edge swords: either they will earn a flock of fans who are eager for a palette cleanser, or they may lose an entire following, one whose hopes and dreams of retaining a sound-based on their previous magnum opus goes to complete waste. For Eliza Marie, or Eliza for short, her music’s ripe enough to experience that gravitational pull towards a more aggressive and a more mature sound in her new single “you wanted a woman” under Offshore Music. Her latest effort dishes out a special kind of fervor compared to her previous releases. The singer-songwriter has several homespun recordings about love, her experiences growing up, and the overall infatuation that goes along the journey in finding one’s identity. Critically speaking, it goes without saying how much of her music has experienced a couple duds in terms of sticking out in the music scene in the past couple years. Eliza’s previous releases include bedroom pop demos, a couple synth pop EPs, and an album that’s confused in either being city pop or new wave; all of which have focused on experimenting with synthetic loops, melody-making, and a strong-sense of sonic bravery that comes along with her prolificness. That body of work has barely made a mark for herself as an artist, but it does symbolically start in her latest single released this year. The softer, brighter flourishes are thrown out of the window. The cutesy, innocent aesthetics are set aside for a raw, unfiltered look into the perspective of the singer-songwriter. The tasteful distorted drum machine kick and snare combination, Eliza’s vocal direction heading towards a haphazard breaking point, and lyrical quotations that may pull one’s heartstrings are the things that make this replayable. “you wanted a woman” was a left turn waiting to expand in Eliza’s young career. Support the art & the artist: