The Icarus Line

The Icarus Line
Event on 2013-10-27 19:00:00

Supporting Acts: Plague Vendor

The Icarus Line

Pregnant women and people with heart ailments should avoid this ride. Remember back to being a child at one of those super market parking lot carnivals, being strapped against the wall, side by side in a circle… They start spinning you around at speeds that are lethal on the highway, your face pinned to the matted wall behind you… out of the corner of your eye you can see the expressions on your pathetic comrades' faces across the sphere. Then the bottom drops out and your feet have nothing to touch for security and the patheticness turns to pure fear and the smell of vomit rises in the air. Just when you think you're gonna pass out or cry or urinate yourself, the spinning slows to a stop, the floor returns and you're released, smiling, grinning, and stating to your friend, "Wanna go again?" That's The Icarus Line live. It's powerful, savage, and abusive. It's fucking scary. But there is a joy in being scared. It's a rush, and when you get comfortable with it, you find it's niche, relate to it's void. The Icarus Line's live show is like seeing Satan having a temper tantrum, but knowing he's not mad at you, thus enabling you to enjoy the carnage. Joe Cardamone's thundering vocals can cut through glass smoother than a Ginzu knife, while Aaron North and Alvin DeGuzman's guitars aesthetically antagonize the listener like nobody since Greg Ginn did when Black Flag was hunting people down in the early eighties. Lance Arnao and Jeff Watson are responsible for the punishing rhythm section determined to knock you to the back of the room and onto the floor. In under two years of existence, Los Angeles, CA's, The Icarus Line have a dozen tours under their belt, covering most of the US, and solidifying a strong following up and down the west coast. After a few 7"s (Buddyhead, Hellcat) and a blood curdling e.p. (New American Dream), the band has found a home on Crank! Records, where they will release their debut full length entitled "Mono", on May 8th 2001. "Mono" was recorded by Alex Newport (at the drive-in, knapsack, godheadsilo, sepultura) and Mark Trombino (drive like jehu, jimmy eat world) and clocks in at 55 minutes; yet it seems to fly right by. If your face is still attached by the end of "Mono", you won't be able to get these songs out of your head. With the ground swell already happening, once kids get this disc in their hands, the rock world will be out of control.

at The Glass House
200 West Second Street
Pomona, United States

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