Abrasive post-punk from unrelenting Memphis quartet
A year after it's US release Nots' debut album finally arrives in UK shores on a wave of Riot Grrrl momentum. A coincidence considering that this distinctly Riot Grrrl band don't care for trends, band-wagons or whatever anyone else is doing.
It's an attitude that's reflected in their album, and We Are Nots certainly isn't short of attitude, especially of the angsty-teenager kind.
Following the fool-proof post-punk formula of a repeated one-word refrain over abrasive power chords (Insect Eyes, Reactor) Nots cling on to convention like a dog on the arm of a postman and don't let up, resulting in an unrelenting sonic noise that veers on the edge on violent.
Natalie Hoffmann's venomous bark is reminiscent of Bikini Kill's Kathleen Hanna, backed by a barrage of squalling guitars, plummeting drums and glitchy synths the likes of Black Mold and White Noise sound as though they were written in a fit of GCSE-fuelled rage.
It's a blueprint that could easily become tiresome, yet the Memphis quartet don't seem to tire of things that piss them off, the last track frothing with just as much frenzied frustration as the first.
Nots might not care for what you're doing but you should certainly care about them.
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