Drug the Corpse
 This Sounds Right
 cdr

 dba008
 

 Mp3 Sample:
"A"

Music for liars and especially those who like to be lied to. Drug the Corpse was birthed one night moments before a Rose For Bohdan performance at the Clit Stop in San Francisco. For a brief period of time in late 1999 and early 2000, the Rose For Bohdan experience became one called Drug the Corpse. Efforts by Brian Miller to continue R4B w/ his friend Sen Onishi were abruptly dubbed Drug The Corpse just before first performing because of unique creative direction. Or just to distance themselves from a past that, in hindsite, was more difficult for Brian to escape than thought that evening. Drug the Corpse would only do 3 live performances (although all recordings were done live, and written live.) The first at the Clit Stop - focusing on their brutal hardcore desires - Brian ends up coughing blood by the end. The next, performed beneath a giant clear bag with Brian on turntable (violently scratching/slamming the needle into a Free Kitten bside), Sen on drums, and a video projector w/ unusable signals to help confuse things. (video avail at: http://deathbombarc.com/drugc.htm) This took place in a classroom on UCB campus as a “homework” assignment. The assignment was only turned in for about 2 min before every other teacher in the building came barging in to stop it. The last DtC performance also took place on campus, this time by invitation. Sen and Brian built a life size angel, w/ internal bone structure and organs. They then performed an autopsy on it, all while behind a giant clear tarp. Out of the angel’s corpse came not only disgusting fluids, but different colored/pulsing lights that were picked up by light theremins in the room and translated into waves and triggered samples. This CDr compiles both the cassette demos DtC made. Today Brian is in Rose For Bohdan, Gang Wizard, and House 1 and 2. He also runs the Neon Hates You and Deathbomb Arc things. Sen Onishi runs a gallery in Oakland called Chaos Shop.

Review of This Sounds Right from Splendid:
The most valid complaint you could make about some bands' work is rendered irrelevant by those same bands' purpose in making the music they make. For example, no one says "I like the filthy lyrics and the vocals, but the sound is all over the place" when they're talking about a Mindless Self Indulgence song. It's taken as a given that both the filth and the scattershot sound are intended to be part of the band's musical experience. Likewise, you don't listen to Drug the Corpse and say "I like it, but I wish it would stop beating the shit out of me." When a disc has the word "DIE" scratched into its playing surface, and that sentiment is in fact an element of the music (a cause of intentional skipping during the climactic throes of the final track (actually three tracks combined, "Epic Plus Interlude")), you'd be a fool to go in expecting or requesting anything but a long, painful aural beat-down. This Sounds Right is, accordingly, a hideous, masturbatory, dense, and sometimes painful block of glitched-out beats and thrashing. Each merciless second has depth to it, making for rewarding repeat listen-throughs. Say what you will about their genre of choice, but the guys behind Drug the Corpse at least know how to kick your ass. Some guys with a similar aim miss the ass altogether and go for the gut, producing a queasy, joyless feeling. Drug the Corpse's extremely abrasive sound, with its complicated murky patterns and fist-pumping beats, entertains as it puts the boot in dead on target. The group's seemingly careless engineering has worked out well, whether by accident or on purpose: in music where shades of gray dominate and contrast is precious, each sharp chime, jagged high-hat and buzzsaw riff stands in sharp relief from its environs, cutting and biting listeners. It's easily possible and (depending on your tastes) perhaps even enjoyable to make it through this album, and if you do, you'll get a real sense of satisfaction from the accomplishment. Like a clean fight with a big man over a pretty girl, This Sounds Right truly hurts so good.
-- Mike Meginnis

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