Search And Destroy
07 September 2009
by Raziq Rauf
Nobody cares about Blackhole yet. They’re just another classic rock-influenced hardcore band that’s too busy supporting other bands. They’re just the band that you kind of see the last couple of songs of when you walk through the door. They’re just the band with that chap from Gallows’ brother in. Dead Hearts could change that.
Fingers can be pointed that the melodies these five teenagers make is heavily inspired by Southern rock-influenced hardcore bands like Maylene and the Sons of Disaster and Every Time I Die but it’s the ferocious delivery of Richard Carter’s searing vocal lines that really prick the ears.
Without even the slightest hint of respite from the young singer’s throat, which comes across as both coarse and sharp at once, every rasping refrain in opener ‘Don’t Cry’ cuts straight through. You’ll never miss a single one of his messages because they’re all delivered about as subtly as a poo-covered brick careening through your bedroom window.
In stark contrast, the lumbering guitar lines saunter through at anything but breakneck speed. Carefully considered riffs like that from lead single, ‘Scared To Change’ etch themselves lovingly into your mind. You’ll find yourself swaying away in time to the contagious rhythms without a second thought. There’s no menace; nobody’s making you enjoy these riffs, but you will.
Standing out from the eleven tracks is ‘Forever’. Yet another low-slung guitar riff calmly explodes throughout and Carter expels the contents of his throat with increasing vitriol as the song progresses. The song builds and builds until, yep, it ends in a classic tumult of sludgy feedback.
‘My Lord’ starts off sounding like The Darkness’ ‘I Believe In A Thing Called Love’ but really doesn’t continue in that vein with the album closer, ‘We Are The Dead Hearts’ ending with 90 seconds of acoustic proclamations of the song title. It’s the closest you’ll get to peace and quiet in almost 40 minutes.
Watch the video to ‘Scared To Change’ by Blackhole
Debut albums don’t come too much better than this. Sit up and take note because as Richard Carter and his merry, dead-hearted men step out into their own light, you’ll see one of the brightest talents in the British hardcore scene. People will care about Blackhole very soon.
Sounds like: Maylene and the Sons of Disaster, Every Time I Die, Gallows
Top tracks: Tides, Witches, Scared To Change
This review can also be found at BBC Music.