Review by Darren Kerr
The Fool’s Court may come from Armstrong, known as B.C.’s
cheddar capital, but they sure as hell ain’t cheesy. I
was expecting by-the-book funny punk, or maybe some bad
posturing metal, but what I got was a pleasant surprise:
the Fool’s Court are like an amalgamation of Royal Trux damage
and the angular math rock of something like Polvo. There are
bass chords at every turn, powering the lurching mass, while
the guitars and drums come and go at will, probably at the
beck and call of the singer, who is just as much David Yow
as he is demented Mick Jagger. The band as a whole sound
very drugged-out Australian -- which is a compliment, if you didn’t know.
I really respect this CD, but this kind of music just doesn’t turn me on like it used to. I can’t listen to Country Christian Rap for more than four songs at once, though I know that a lot of you could.
Artist Contact Info: R.R. #1, C9, Jackson Ave., Armstrong, B.C., Canada, brablah@cln.etc.bc.ca
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