Blood Pressure: Need to Control 12"

Beach Impediment Records

$13.00

BLOOD PRESSURE finally deliver "NEED TO CONTROL" as a follow up to their Self Titled EP that turned heads all over when it came out in 2014. After a few personnel changes and a slew of gigs up and down the East Coast, the boys churned out yet another absolute pounder for the masses. You know the deal - this one features ten tracks of scathing hardcore punk from the Steel City, crafted in the way that they know how to make it out there... which is of the ripping, bleak, and fucked up variety. Featuring full color cover art by Matt Bellosi.

Our take: As you might expect, the Sorry State crew spends a lot of time sitting around the shop bullshitting about music, and one conversation that Jeff and I frequently have is about bands that I call too good to listen to. It's a really difficult concept to explain, which is maybe why it keeps coming up... I feel like I've never really gotten across what I mean. For me, there are certain bands--among them the Wipers, Mission of Burma, and a handful of others--for whom I acknowledge their objective greatness, but whom I can't really take a lot of pleasure in listening to, at least anymore. For the two bands I mentioned, I think that it's a combination of density and seamlessness that pushes me away. When I say density, I mean that every song is so completely crammed with ideas that I almost find it exhausting to actually listen to it closely and try to process all of them. What I mean by seamlessness is harder to articulate. I've often talked about bands who seem to create their own universe--the Misfits, the Stooges, Black Flag, Black Sabbath, etc.--and the two bands I mentioned definitely do this, but each of them creates a universe that is almost like some kind of technotopia. Everything is exactly in its place and everything is so clearly and precisely articulated that there isn't really anything left to debate or even to wonder about. The Wipers' music is so seamless that each note seems like it was the only logical alternative to the preceding note, and it's useless even thinking about whether there might have been a note that was better or even as good because it's perfectly obvious that they found all of the perfect notes. I imagine that doesn't make much sense to some people, but usually when I listen to music it's not just because I want to admire it, but also because I want to engage with it... I want it to challenge me, to force me to revise what I thought I knew about what the "right" notes and moves were. Well, I spit out this weird rambling little dissertation because that's kind of how I feel about this Blood Pressure LP. They may have created the perfect hardcore record. It is seamless. It is unassailable in terms of taste. It is positively airtight. I've listened to it a few times and it just wears me out. It's like being in the room with a person who is so unbelievably attractive or intelligent that it makes you feel ugly or dumb by comparison. It is literally too good. If you can accept and enjoy the perfect hardcore record for what it is, then congratulations... you have found it. Blood Pressure made it and you can buy it and listen to it all you want. If you are like me and you overthink things and can't just enjoy something for its inherent beauty, then leave this one on the shelf and we'll get back to talking about whether a bunch of shitty records are overrated or underrated or interesting shitty or just plain shitty. Because this record is, without a doubt, one of the least shitty hardcore records you'll find, and there's no point in even trying to argue about it.
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