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FEELS - "Post Earth" | Album Review


by Gianluigi Marsibilio (@GMarsibilio)

The hope of being able to build on the ruins of a dying world, is found in the beauty and heroism of distributing such a dream in Post Earth, an album that is about to become a cornerstone of noise punk, at least for 2019. FEELS second album manages to find a way between the celebration of the end of the world and the hope for a new beginning. The work is politically full of references and we can hear it in examples and strong statements like "burn all the money, all the flags, all this stupid pride."

The urgent need is basically linked to the personal and communicative sphere of the band that wants to get rid of burdens. The ability to feel a responsibility that goes beyond music and the absolute need to overturn a fundamental discouragement. Post Earth is clear, it is not stuff for those who are easily discouraged.

The musical trends are very close to the DIY delirium of a Ty Segall with a more extreme look, the guitars are burning, amazing but never overflowing. In fact, every brushstroke is intertwined in a circle of voices and sounds that chases and closes perfectly, song after song. At the Whitechapel Gallery, in one of the last exhibitions, some artists asked themselves "Is This Tomorrow?": the question is the same as the one FEELS try to answer, sculpting a record full of abstruse contrasts and mountains to climb on  "Deconstructed" or "Post Earth".

The band's impervious sound roads come from the garage where Shannon Lay, Laena Geronimo, Amy Allen, and Michael Perry Rudes tested their first sounds and rehearsed them since their teenage years. On the record there is incredible care in the brightness of the recordings, compared to their first work. To represent a world without rules, the band seem to have given many rules to work well.

Anarchy for FEELS is not a simple underground answer, but a force to be absorbed and understood. The hard riffs pushed by "Sour" show how the band has been careful to build a wild and rebellious frame. The act of playing, as in a poem by Divya Victor, becomes an opportunity to create sounds and an environment in which everything takes place, "the poetic line is the azimuth," we can almost perceive the sound generated by the movements of musicians in the studio, both imprecise and romantic.

Post Earth is a ramification of sounds halfway between dream and dystopia, a seed that is dipped in the personal apocalypse of a band that proves to be able to move in a field where contamination and dialogue work. FEELS are committed to building a wall of sound, just as the world is too busy raising huge barriers. Rubble and rubbish will save the world