You’re A Woman, I’m A Machine
By: Eric Greenwood
Can something even be classified as metal without any guitars? Sure can. And if you don't believe me, listen to You're A Woman, I'm A Machine. This Canadian bass and drums duo pounds and plunders its way through a frantic string of bombastic, blistering rock songs on its Vice debut. Similar to notorious noisemakers Lightning Bolt only in instrumentation and ferocity, Death From Above 1979 adds listenability and form to the table of noise. These songs will undoubtedly knock the wind out of you, but for every dynamic explosion or screeching wall of noise there's an infectious hook in tow. Borderline castrato vocals and melodic screams anchor each song. The attitude is brutal and the presentation is uncompromising, but, unlike most metal, there's actually substance to all of the racket. This album fucking rules.