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From phoenixnewtimes.com
Originally published by Phoenix New Times 2006-10-19
(c)2005 New Times, Inc. All rights reserved.
Suicide Circus
Suicide Circus
(self-released)
By Niki D'Andrea
You've got to be intrigued when singer/guitarist Todd Staples says his
band, Suicide Circus, is "along the lines as if Skynyrd and Pantera
had an illegitimate baby and Zakk Wylde was the weird uncle that came
around to baby-sit." But listening to Suicide Circus' self-titled disc
is more than intriguing — it's a downright dirty and delicious
experience. With gritty rock riffs, growling bass lines and big
choruses, the band's Southern metal-meets-stoner doom rock sound could
also be along the lines as if Clutch and Alabama Thunderpussy got
together and beat the shit out of Steve Earle in a dark alley. Some of
SC's songs, like "Kicking Myself," are full of down-tuned guitars and
real bottom-heavy rhythms that lurch behind Staples' gravelly growl,
while other tunes, like "Fuck Right Off," pull from the book of
classic metal, with lots of conniption-fit drumming, distortion
pedals, and (sometimes excessive) noodling guitar solos. There's lots
of good stuff here, but the strongest showing on the disc is
definitely "Never Again," which features a low, grimy rock riff and
lyrics like "My soul is black and my blood is thin."
From phoenixnewtimes.com
Originally published by Phoenix New Times 2006-10-19
(c)2005 New Times, Inc. All rights reserved.
Suicide Circus
Suicide Circus
(self-released)
By Niki D'Andrea
You've got to be intrigued when singer/guitarist Todd Staples says his
band, Suicide Circus, is "along the lines as if Skynyrd and Pantera
had an illegitimate baby and Zakk Wylde was the weird uncle that came
around to baby-sit." But listening to Suicide Circus' self-titled disc
is more than intriguing — it's a downright dirty and delicious
experience. With gritty rock riffs, growling bass lines and big
choruses, the band's Southern metal-meets-stoner doom rock sound could
also be along the lines as if Clutch and Alabama Thunderpussy got
together and beat the shit out of Steve Earle in a dark alley. Some of
SC's songs, like "Kicking Myself," are full of down-tuned guitars and
real bottom-heavy rhythms that lurch behind Staples' gravelly growl,
while other tunes, like "Fuck Right Off," pull from the book of
classic metal, with lots of conniption-fit drumming, distortion
pedals, and (sometimes excessive) noodling guitar solos. There's lots
of good stuff here, but the strongest showing on the disc is
definitely "Never Again," which features a low, grimy rock riff and
lyrics like "My soul is black and my blood is thin."
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