Frantic Bleep reviews

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Frantic Bleep
The Sense Apparatus
The End Records
Ray Van Horn, Jr.

What would you get if you crossed Voivod with Goth? For that matter, what would you get if Radiohead released the hounds? These questions and more are answered by Norway’s Frantic Bleep. Don’t let the cheeky name fool you; this band is deadly serious. Aside from Chris Caffery’s brilliant Faces/Goddamn War, I have heard the first great album of 2005, The Sense Apparatus, and it is the next logical step in prog metal, possibly metal as a whole.

Back in my more naïve days in college, I predicted in my long-defunct, seldom-read metal and punk column that Voivod was the absolute future of metal. Undeniably, I boasted. Perhaps grunge stymied my prediction, perhaps the internal conflicts in Voivod kept them from reaching their deserved potentiality, but I will hesitate to heap such a cumbersome prophecy upon Frantic Bleep. They don’t deserve that kind of pressure, yet the feeling is near duplicate. The temptation to cast a light of magnitude upon this excitable unit is as tempting to spread mint jelly upon a cinnamon bagel. A band that reaches into the outer rims of its vast muses and reassembles them to its liking in a way that defines progression as it is meant to be defined? Lead me to the toaster and pass me a knife, man.

Off the get-go, ”The Expulsion” jettisons from “A Survey,” which serves as a cybernetic launchpad to Frantic Bleep’s Voivod-theoried soundscapes, complete with the customary time signature switches, and hard-strummed basslines. At the drop of a dime, the band slows its pace to dreamy segues that encapsulate themselves into longer sequences, such as on “Mausolos,” with its sedate synths that set the track up in Placebo or Radiohead fashion, which gives “Curtainraiser” a chance to explode like a sneak attack. Just when you think Frantic Bleep stops rocking, they come back at you at every weaving turn. Sound like any cyberpunk legends from Canada we know and love? Have a listen to the way Eywin Sundstrom and Patrick Scantlebury produce a frequent Piggy-Away combo with Paul Mozard Bjorke on bass. Feel the temporal voyage of “Nebulous Termini” and “Cone,” which rounds The Sense Apparatus with a convincing gait like a satisfying corkscrew coaster coming to pleasurable dénouement.

The diverse vocal ranges of Paul Mozart Bjorke are likewise something to behold, spanning from Ian McCulloch to Tom York to Dani Filth (particularly on the malevolent “Mandaughter”) to Johnny Rotten even to King Diamond and Burton Bell of Fear Factory in certain spots. If you strain your ears, there are hints of Jonathan Davis as well! His transitions are genius, never aggravating. Where he culminates this mutagen of varied voices I don’t know, but if the music doesn’t captivate you, Bjorke’s ever-shifting pitches damn well ought to!

Few bands exude such obvious confidence flat out the gate as Frantic Bleep does. While some metal purists may find The Sense Apparatus a bit too avant garde for their agro tastes, I myself pray to the metal gods this band is given the chance to develop what could be a potentially long future. Left to their own designs, they could become the Pink Floyd of metal I once (perhaps unfairly) expected Voivod to become.

Rating: 5/5
 
Hopkins-WitchfinderGeneral said:
How does that work out arrangement-wise?

You play all the low riffs and he does the higher stuff?


Yeah, It's all bases covered in a way. That's how we arranged the guitar stuff. We almost never play the same things at the same time. He plays more chords and harmonic stuff and I'm playing the lower notes.