Sometimes I feel like writing about music is an endless string of comparing one band with another, and maybe, every now and then, throw in a few adjectives, separated by a vast field of commas. This is a dangerous game, a slippery slope, and any number of other scary epithets you might have heard from your D.A.R.E. representative growing up, because all it takes is one too many hyperbolic exclamations before you’ve convinced yourself you’ve stumbled on The Next Big Thing.
There’s no catharsis quite like industrial catharsis. Listening to the early Wax Trax records, it’s like reliving the anger and energy of youth again through saw-edged electronics and pitch-bent screams. Youth Code has a grasp on this kind of brutality, putting together raw, all-hardware beats and harnessing a sound that’s incessantly vicious and violent. Continue reading →