The Man Motels’ Dead Nature is an EP that, from start to finish, lashes out and sneers with glorious and unabated fervour.
For twelve minutes flat the EP broils in a sea of pain and anger, whipped into frenzy by a growling bass, fraught, furious drums, and shouts of confession and raw expression from vocalist Garrith Holloway.
Of the four it’s the title track that stands out. A jumpy militaristic beat that threatens to outrun itself sets the nerves on edge, backed up by more growling bass, while Holloway takes the stand to testify to his need to isolate.
Compared to previous offerings Dead Nature lacks a bit in dynamism with an unrelenting break-neck tempo blasting throughout and fewer moments to breathe but these sacrifices are justified in the face of unadulterated emotion.
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Preceding this offering The Man Motels had already built a reputation for being one of South Africa’s most furious acts and this latest EP pushes that up a notch, finding more fury through single-minded, unerring focus.
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