It's hard to believe that four years have passed since the needle has dropped on a new Racebannon record, but soon this injustice shall be rectified. Wars have been waged, lives lost, celebrities in and out of rehab, civil liberties eroded, and androgyny has placed its painted nails around the neck of the rock monster, strangling creativity and passion. Never mind that weak shit: hail the return of the riff! Hail the return of the real rock! Acid Or Blood proclaims the return of the underdog champions of the massive riff: Racebannon! For a time, pinpointing Racebannon's activities was more difficult than finding Bin Laden, but the group never broke up, and never went into seclusion. They've been busy constructing new material, eating asphalt and shitting out rock, heading out on their first jaunt overseas, and inking a new contract literally (and liberally) signed in blood with their new label, Southern Records.
With a distinctly Midwestern work ethic, and an absolute refusal to bow down to the forces of status quo, adversity, or inferior riffage, Racebannon emerges a rawer, meaner, leaner killing machine, hell-bent on blowing out the ears and minds of listeners strong enough to stand the audioerradication. Now, as 2008 shows its ugly face, Acid Or Blood blasts raw and ruthless molten fury from the Cannon: Bannon into the unsuspecting heads of the musical elite worldwide, and shifts perceptions of what is "heavy," "cerebral," or "arty." The core creative nucleus of Racebannon has remained unchanged, but the music has become deadlier and more destructive. No wimping out, no breakdowns and no keyboards: just pure, unbridled aggression channeled through amplification, voice box, and drum set.
2008 will see Racebannon's most caustic, abrasive, fluid, and balls-out riff-heavy endeavor Acid Or Blood, drop, and with it a new vantage point for all that is unfuckwithable. 11 tracks of unchecked emotion (recorded by Mike Bridavsky of Russian Recording and mastered by Bob Weston) unfurl as the band unleashes its working-class destruction without a care in the world for convention or marketability. Songs like "The Hard Way," "Terror And Dread," "Translucent Lifeforce," and "Vampyric Solution" showcase this killing machine at their most lethal and original. It's been a long time, but they never really left. Those times when there was only one set of footprints in the sand? Acid Or Blood was carrying you. But just in case you didn't get the memo, Racebannon doesn't give a fuck what you think, and make sure you take your shoes off when you step on their carpet. Brace yourself for the impact of Acid Or Blood, which will take no prisoners, and make no apologies.
01. Translucent Lifeforce
02. Sister Fucker
03. The Hard Way
05. Vampyric Solution
06. Candida & Parasites
07. The Killer
08. Terror & Dread
09. Bella Ciao
10. Bad Case Of...
33. (Hidden Track) Motherland Remix
Total Running Time: 45:13 mins
Available on CD only.
For fans of: Melt Banana, The Jesus Lizard, Trencher, The Blood Brothers, Cherubs.
File under: Avant-hardcore / Screamo
Press for past releases:
"...Racebannon's rock is a well-bred bastard: joyous skree a la late lamented Cherubs, spun-out lunacy from the glory days of Shorty, hilarity spiced with adorable noize the likes of Melt Banana on high, and even then we're only halfway to done!"
- Vice Magazine