This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save us!"... and I'll whisper "no."
The above quote from Rorschach in Watchmen represents the kind of filthy disgusting seedy world that London based noise merchants Dripback crawled forth from, however the none more bleak surroundings the band found themselves gestating in has worked in creating one of the country's most angry and hostile sounding new bands, and while they aren't new in the sense that they are oven fresh and ready to go, they are still relatively new on the scene.
Failed Futures is their debut album, but there is nothing on here that suggests that this is the band’s first proper full length release, everything sounds tight and honed, but it still retains a sense of menace and chaos, there is a genuine sense of danger, and brutality that oozes and seeps from every note, like a festering wound waiting to burst and spew bile all over the place.
'Profit Driven War' the album's first single hit the radio and should have instantly given the listener an idea of what to expect, but even still nothing could prepare you for the aural assault that would follow, tracks like 'Rest with the Dead' and 'Shallow Lives' rain down on the listener like sledgehammer blows, each one pummelling you further and further into submission, make no mistake about it, this is an unrelenting album, that doesn't apologise and doesn't back down.
There are a lot of things at play here, the album is awash with many different influences, sounds and nightmarish images, in the hands of a lesser band, it could come across as muddled and lacking in cohesion or even worse, it could sound contrived, but in the hands of Dripback, this is a band and an album that is lean, mean and breathtakingly brutal, an album that will get further and further under your skin with every listen, that will plunge you further and further into a Jacobs Ladder style vision of hell, be warned this album isn't for the faint hearted.