suppression - release the piranha

Suppression formed from the ashes of Suppression. The last man standing (Jason from The Amoeba Men) came across a human mathematical equation (Ryan from Darkest Hour) and the 2 men have channeled all demons and sexual energy into musical form to delight pop fans worldwide with overdriven bass,and vocals heavily treated as another instrument and outlandish drum patterns. Guaranteed to alienate hardcore/grindcore/crust elitists

Man, these guys have been around forever. I remember seeing them in DC in 1998 where their entire performance was comprised of them assaulting a car transmission with sticks. It was pretty wild. So here we have the new configuration of Suppression, after more than a decade of hardcore festival performances and raw split 7"s with the powerviolence cognoscenti, the duo of Ryan & Jason. Release The Piranha takes the grindy noise and hardcore of their older stuff and seasons it with the weirdo skronk and rubbery bass blast of bands like Lightning Bolt and Ruins. Wonderfully f***ed up.

Suppression is a bass and drums duo, but stow your accusations of bandwagon-jumping under your seats for now pilgrim, because these two twisted f***s have been at it for years. Similarities to Ruins and Lightning Bolt abound, due to the sheer fact that their instrumentation is the same, but these guys are coming from a far sillier, noise-punk based viewpoint, complete with vocals. Opening with a bubbling blast of treated electronics before shatting out the first song proper, which sees someone a-whooping and a-hollering over some tapped drums before going into some seriously noisy spazzcore s***, the band continue in a seemingly random vein, neatly complemented by the unpleasant lyrical content. These two guys are pretty much reassuringly wrong in the head, and the whole thing is fun, if a little disposable. Incidentally, the drummer also plays in Darkest Hour. Sometimes you can really tell. Short, sharp and sick. I like it! -Collective-zine

Blasting, weirdo, wall-of-noise, distorto f***ed up punk rock. Ten tracks culled from recordings over the last three years. “Release The Pirahna (into the gene pool)” is pure genius: “mail my head to Afghanistan/ drop the bomb/ wax the gland/ wear the t-shirt/ buy the magnet/ conceive a cab driver/ watch Dragnet/ release the piranha into the gene pool.” “I masturbated when the Challenger Shuttle exploded” is precious. I like this quite a bit. Fans of the band will love it and fans of the B*tthole Surfers, Fat Day, Lightning Bolt or Mr. California who haven’t checked out these long running loons could start right here. –MRR

Suppression incorporates numerous elements and styles into one enjoyable, noisy romp. It’s p*ssed and thunderous, then small and quiet yet frantic. There are some hints of grind, but much more intricate, with lyrics that sound like beat poetry at times. Great record. –Punk Planet

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