C.F.A-Managed By The Devil, Brought To You By The Grace Of God

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BAND: C.F.A.
ALBUM: Managed By The Devil, Brought To You By The Grace Of God
YEAR: 2012
Written By: Rene
Feb 16 2013

Cody Foster Army Band

In a world gone mad of genres and sub-genres, where bands have been so greatly influenced by an ever widening range of music that it's almost impossible to classify them, comes yet a new tag from this band; "Stonercore".

This review requires me to be as eloquent as humanly possible so as to describe exactly what I'm hearing; it requires a literary snob worthy of a Pulitzer...so here I go...

The first time I heard this Washington trio I was really taken back because I heard a sublime cacophony of almost everything I like; you got Rollins' bastard cousin shouting out from a mix of some low tuned stylings ala Saint Vitus and cotton mouthed, red eyed riffage of Kyuss backed by oldschool punk beats...oh, I almost forgot, they even expertly pull off covers of CCR's "Fortunate Son" and Marley's "Iron Lion Zion" (Marley has never been this heavy)!

Before I continue, I must mention, the production value on this is outstanding, I have to give a tip of my hat to Tony Reed of Stone Axe/ Mos Generator fame who is responsible for this gem!

Crossover? What the fuck is that? These dudes seem to be like some kind of musical equivalent to a Viking raiding party, rushing into a camp, grabbing what they need, sailing down the coast and hitting another, then taking all that plunder they've accumulated and melting it all down into a single piece of pure gold!

The name alone jumped out at me like a moment of clarity after waking from an all night binge of rum and window pane...Cody Foster Army...not a frightening thought of the one legged, toothless crackhead who looked incredibly hot while the walls were breathing, no, fond memories of J.F.A., the "Blazing wheels and barking trucks" comp, of adrenaline fed punk rock shows back in the day; I thought to myself these guys HAVE to be oldschool. However, once I actually listened to them, I was pleased to find that this wasn't some rehash of what has come before, but rather, they're the possible next step in the underground evolutionary chain.

Actually, I would say these guys are one of the most unique bands I've heard in awhile. Really, there are two ways a band can come up short; one way is to adhere to the strict formula of a specific genre while just over exaggerating the hallmark musical style of their chosen herd or they attempt to push the boundaries of conceptual experimentation to find a sound which will set them apart rather than simply lump them into a mountain of others who have failed miserably at ever understanding that music is an emotional experience which needs to appeal to the listener in a thousand different ways other than just to the self-absorbed minds of the pseudo-intellectual, wine sipping music critic elite. C.F.A. does neither, they just rock and f'ing roll!

The first track "Never Free" is an aggressive post-punk assault and the last track "Inhabit" is a sludgy/doom bass led song of atmospheric heaviness which throws in some groovy riffs...then in-between those you have tracks like "Sons of the Soil", which is both metal and punk as phuck , as well as a pit generator like "Kick Rocks"! Speaking of "Kick Rocks", I'm still puzzled, how the hell did they get Sabbath-like leads to echo seamlessly inside a burrito made of punk rock beans and doom salsa without giving me a bad case of explosive diarrhea? Dead serious people, these guys are masters of the change; what the fuck? I've very rarely heard a band that could throw in everything including the kitchen sink and actually make it work!!

Jesus fucking Christ, this album is like the snap of a bong after the overextended gurgle of inhalation; it'll leave you stunned and coughing while breathing in deeply as a befuddling warmth overtakes your senses and plants a big stupid grin of satisfaction on your face!

Straight up, "Managed By The Devil, Brought To You By The Grace Of God" is guaranteed to have the widest appeal between the various tribes of rockers than any non-commercial or mainstream album will ever have! Kudos guys, you kick fucking ass!

 

 

 

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