A violent, organized attack on Underground Homeland Security. Incendiary, explosive, precise, Triac’s debut bristles with hateful fury and violence. Searing metallic riffage splattered on the chopping block of brutal grind beats and rumbling, distorted bass. There’s a lot of cookie-cutter grind out there infesting the metal bins with sameness, most of it childishly recounting adolescent home surgery fantasies, or sexual deviancy with decaying body parts. Count Triac out of that equation. With vocals more in line with hardcore or noise rock aggression, and changes and progressions owing more to genre-progenitors like Glazed Baby and Today is the Day than anything churned out of Nuclear Blast’s bowels, Baltimore’s Triac adds an edge of realism and truth to a genre awash in falsehood. In addition to the classic, cutting crossover guitar tone, the breakdowns also point to the sludgy mayhem of yesteryear. But Triac is just as forward thinking in its approach, using hyperspeed blast beats, bizarre samples and audio effects to compliment the overall output. Reptilian is damn glad to issue this latest installment in its ongoing campaign of musical resistance. Goes down smooth for fans of Mastodon, Pig Destroyer, Napalm Death, Slayer.

Triac “In the Blue Room” REP102

TRACK LISTING: Feeder Coward in the Smoke Shell of a Man I Wish the Worst For You In the Blue Room Isolation Tank: Day 6 My First Blasphemy

Triac “Dead House Dreaming” REP088

TRACK LISTING: Dark Corners Witch Sister Dimmer Suns Old Leprechaun Gatemaster Footprint of a Fire Rust in His Sleep Pearl Lake The Milk of the Cosmos has been Spoiled Star Wormwood Ceolacanth Snakes of the Earth Double Dare

 

Possibly the most devastating Reptilian Records release to date, the sound of a charnal-house being leveled by a fleet of Sherman tanks during rush hour traffic. More than hyperbole, that accurately describes this album’s sonic devastation. Fresh on the charred heels of the split 7” with Medic, also on Reptilian, TRIAC continues its scorched earth policy with Dead House Dreaming, 13 no-nonsense tracks where grindcore, sludge, and thrash intersect. Captured with demanding clarity, depth, and target-practice accuracy by Chris Camden @ Ultrasound, Dead House Dreaming holds court with dynamic arrangements and well-honed song craft. Blake’s vocals are an authoritative bark,
commanding respect above the distorted fray. TRIAC clearly gives a damn about raising the bar in extreme music beyond the usual bullshit posing, blood n’guts, speed trials, and triple-picked riff retardation. They’ve done it with Dead House Dreaming, elevating themselves quite a few gutter levels above the majority of grind bands content to wallow sheepishly in formula. Like Pig Destroyer or Soilent Green, TRIAC can stop the speed gears on a dime, shift into haunting experimental noise passages, 80’s thrash, full-on riff metal, or the kind of raw and ugly sludge favored by Glazed Baby or Buzzoven. Dead House Dreaming concludes with a respectfully noisy cover of Bauhaus’ “Double Dare”, and on the last note, it’s apparent there’s not a note wasted in this perfect album. Cover art torn from nightmares and translated into paint by artist Stephen Kasner.

Triac / Medic “Split 7″” REP080

TRACK LISTING: TRIAC: Riverside You’re Their Figure of God The Very Worm That Gnaws MEDIC: La Grippa Proxy

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