Charger - Confessions Of A Man (Mad Enough To Live Amongst Beasts) - [Peaceville Records]

2003-06-21

If Weedeater , Converge, Facedowninshit and Neurosis ever collided , you would have gotten Charger , a sludge core and hairy beast, that eat rocks and drinks lava for breakfast. Seriously, Charger recorded one of the heaviest and most twisted albums ever. They might be snotty British lads who smock "fags" and choke on Cuban cigars , but they have enough stoner/sludge sensibility to make them sound like a dangerous gang of southern thugs. Charger are blessed with the presence of Tim Machin, one of the best vocalists around . He grunts and gasps like a mad man (enough to live among beasts ? well, yeah !) with fierce vocals reminiscent of Isis' Aaron Turner, yet his high pitched screams are borrowed from the straight hard core and even black metal territories. The music itself ranges from tense and anguished noise core terrorism to sludge snarl to feedaback drone turmoil. Heavy as fuck , Charger and producer Billy Anderson made one of the best albums of 2003 , should have called it " Confessions of beasts mad enough to live among Charger”.

Rani Zager