Issue #81
Dec
05 I use to believe in
nonsensical things
Coinslot, from Bloomington, IN, open their
EP, Smile, Music Is Dead, with a statement of
adolescence. Whatever The F**k I Want is from the view
point of one forced to accept growing up as an obligation rather than a learning
experience. Using the desire to find oneself (instead of being force fed the adult
real world) as the metaphor to set the pace for the band, this foursome of
young Alt. Punk/Oi/Ska Rockers give the establishment a serious slap in the face and have
a genuinely good time doing so.
Theyre young, theyre fresh, theyre exciting, and they rock with all
the swagger of those that have nothing to lose and the world to gain. Coinslot uses a basic 3-piece set up with Neil (guitars), Pete (bass), and Jim (drums) capturing a multitude of
sounds/genres that allow the band to stretch into whatever direction they choose:
Who are you suppose to be now? /
Im whoever I say that I wanna be today /
And maybe /
thats nothing special.
With Jessica (vocals [note: last names are
mysteriously never referred to anywhere in regards to the band]) crooning, belting,
screaming, cooing, and generally using all of her talented voice to vocalize the
incantations of a band growing into what they want to be, whether thats something
special or not, Coinslot states: screw what
were suppose to be, this is us.
I use to believe
And so Coinslot backs it up with, what else?
A few nonsensical songs that prove you need not have a serious message nor anything
special to have a damn good time rocking out. The aptly titled Peanuts And Car
Exhaust (huh?), blasts a bass rhythm line that leads a Punk Rave with enough
energy to bounce everyone off the walls and the moon. Sing along as Jess, sounding like a
real kick-ass Gwen Stefani, exclaims: With a
knife / Ill make my sandwich / and its real good / Like real friggin
good. (huh?) What exactly are we singing about as Coinslot pushes it to the max? (Italians and
Dinosaurs ruling the world [huh?]). We dont know, maybe even Coinslot doesnt know, but it doesnt
matter, its nothing special, because when the band breaks the song down in the
middle for a bit of a skat interlude with each member spitting it out and then back into
the punk rave to send us home in double and triple time, the words/subject matter become
irrelevant to the sheer pleasure of the music.
Jumping ahead to The Adventures Of Nermal Jane, where Ska
& Oi collide in the mosh pit for another good time nonsensical tune of high energy
dance fun. Using an Amazon Barbie Dollhouse as the base to this story, which includes a
clap & snap breakdown, Coinslot delivers
an odd but realistic moral message about respecting each person for who they are (which
may or may not have anything to do with Nermal Janes tragic tale of the lost
dollhouse). Here Coinslot uses Rude Boy style
ringing guitars and full band backing vocals - Its
in her hair, Yo! Whooooaaaa, Whoooaaaa, Oi! Oi! - to bash out a skank so
powerful that we have to go back to Night Boat To Ciaro by Madness and
Mirror In The Bathroom by The English Beat to remember having this much fun.
Why Not
and Monstrosity
balance the disc as they take on more formalized themes, both showcasing Jessicas
vocals and the ability of the band to structure the music around the subject. Why Not
is a down and dirty charger that relates to the pissed off state of an abandoned
girlfriend, who after a sweet, sexy, and matter-of-factly pointed observation, finally
exposes her claws - Ive had enough of
this
shit - and lays down the law: No / I wont be there when you call / No / I
wont fuckin be there. Even when she reigns it back in and regains
her composure you can feel and hear her seething build along with the music only to
explode once again. Both the vocals and music carry this message to perfection and give us
a taste of just how special Coinslot can be.
The same for Monstrosity. It starts as a slow ballad(?),
as Jessica croons about a date at the circus:
What a perfect day / What a happy night,
but velvet vocals turn to sharp rock-rap as the ballad-esque instrumentation turns into a
punky-funky jam mess that carries the absurdity of the circus date turning into a
freak/sideshow, which in turn trips over itself as it tries to return to the perfect day
and happy night. It illustrates the monstrosity anything can turn into, and when the song
breaks into a psycho-speed, pseudo-traditional jewish/greek wedding march complete with
Spanish(?) lyrics, we are left a bit amazed.
The closer, Estrogenocide, captures Coinslot as a complete band, giving us another
look (along with Whatever The F**k I Want and Why Not)
at their future and how they can become a force to be reckoned with. This showstopper
exudes the style, attitude, structure, and composition reserved for veteran bands. Using
speed chords to uphold the cries of Jessicas lonely, messed-up, love-sick, innocent,
wallflower in need of attention girl,
So Lonely /
So Lonely /
So Lonely / That I /
Think I /
So Lonely /
So Lonely /
So Lonely / That I
I Think I /
Love You
Coinslot works the emotions perfectly.
Progressing to drums, stick work, guitar, and bass that all tip toe along only to explode
and exploit the fragileness of our tragic figure as she begs, Please, please, please, please, please, sleep with
me
the music carries it off. Scattering yet still reigned in to the point,
heart and vision of the story, it all holds together well, while teetering on the edge. It
doesnt escape itself and shows the maturity of a band thats growing up.
Who are you suppose to be now? /
Im whoever I say that I wanna be today /
And maybe /
thats nothing special.
Coinslot is something special.
Believe it.
Smile, Music Is Dead by
Coinslot
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