Rays – Rays (Trouble in Mind, 2017)

I kinda had high hopes for this one for some reason. Perhaps it was some of the quotes used in the promotional blurb:

“…have found their own way to meld the ferocity & thuggery of punk with a singular melodic voice.”

Except they haven’t.

“…tunes like “Theatre of Lunacy”, “Made of Shadows” & “Drop Dead” rage with a desperate fire”

Except they don’t.

You kinda see why I would have been hoping for some sort of Black Flag or Bad Brains or Cro-Mags worshipping masterpiece, right? Y’know, like these guys were the next Cloak/Dagger or Shark Attack? Cue massive disappointment for Tony.

This is some full-on wishy –washy, clippety-cloppety, repetitive dreary nonsense. About as exciting as watching a puddle of stale piss air-drying. It’s really that tedious. This record has absolutely no balls or attitude of any kind whatsoever. It’s kind of like the weakest animal in the pack exposing its throat to the alpha animal, in a display of utter submission.

If I had to try and describe this in band comparison terms, I couldn’t do much better than saying it’s like a gutless, spineless version of The Germs playing half-hearted covers of songs by The Dandy Warhols. It’s truly horrid, and gets exponentially worse as the album progresses. However, these guys look like they are probably nice people, as in the picture below they are all smiling quite cheekily, which kind of makes me feel a little bit bad about panning their record, but I’ve got to give my honest opinion, innit.

Why the hell I forced myself to suffer through this twice I honestly do not know. I’m a fucking sucker for punishment, clearly! Usually, if I think something is utter garbage, I can think of a couple of people that might dig on it, or at least see why some people might find it appealing. But this… I honestly cannot imagine anyone getting any enjoyment out of this on any level.

Tony of Nurgle verdict: This doesn’t even slightly rule in any respect. 0.5/10

Usually, I try and put in an album stream link, so people can go listen and form their own opinions, but on this occasion I was unable to find one.
If I can come across one in the future, I’ll throw it up.

You’ll be able to order it from Trouble in Mind here

Tony of Nurgle is a true child of the North, currently living in exile in Croydon, South East London. He used to co-run a specialist record store in Manchester (Roadkill Records), and also spent a couple of years as a promoter, and put on shows for the likes of Leatherface, the Loved Ones, Lucero, Minus The Bear, These Arms Are Snakes, Spy vs Spy, Latterman etc. He also spent several years DJing at shady rock clubs in Manchester, and started the infamous Thursday night “punk room” at Jilly’s Rockworld. Also responsible for Middle Finger Response, and collaborated with a couple of friends on a monthly night called Refuse to Lose, which will still occasionally reunite the original DJ line-up – hopefully in the not too distant future.
Apart from that, it’s all bitterness and a jaundiced view of human nature, rarely skateboarding, often reading books with maps in the front.

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