Watching Sunrise Bat Eyes With the Cancer Bats

Come to me children of nothing.

When Cancer Bat's grunge heart pours from a bar brawl skull cracker song the result is the “Darkness,” and 'Bears, Mayors, Scraps and Bones' fronts you the quarter O.

'Bears, Mayors, Scraps and Bones' is the title of Cancer Bats third studio album and it doesn't pussy foot it's way. Since screaming days are falling away the rise of a new course throat recoil is occurring in the heavy rock scene. Bears, Mayors, Scraps and Bones shares it's end for the new degradation of smooth vocal.

Liam Cormier, lead singer for Cancer Bats, took a page from Cobain's vocals book, burned it and invoked the soul of desperation. “Raised Right” puts the mentality of pride through the fire of a lost mind. Honest and unrelenting the track breaks from pretensions of “Simple Man” and carries the attitude of men who live metal. Get it here, there are no reasons to pretend and every reason to defend.

I can drink beer all night and I just might, but “Sabotage” is the track, coupled with the video, that hails the album in comic light. They go ahead and Rip the Beastie Boys and recreate a sound conflagration with order. Cancer Bats break a few supple heads with this reinterpretation. It is assumed that 60% of readers of this article are Beastie Boys look-a-likes and are candidates for kidnapping.

Believe that 'Bears, Mayors, Scraps and Bones' isn't Come my Fanatics but, hell, who gets slow creeping death like Electric Wizard. Of course there is no disrespect. I would like to keep my knuts, but after six listens to the altar call sing along choruses none of the tracks on the album are keeping me up at night. For that I can thank Cancer Bats. For them, perhaps, the content needs more mainstream malnutrition. For you this means a clean listen and plenty of hate filled reflection.

A respectable desperation permeates throughout the album as injustices and devastation are the main focus of the lyrics. The musical craft on the other limp hand hoists riffs and drum backing that lift the vocals of Cormier into awareness. Reminds a lot of Rancid's premature simplicity.

The point here is that you are going to fight when you listen. Knuckle up is the anthem or play the Lazarus of “Sleep this Away” and get resurrected on the fourth day. If it weren't for all the kids cutting themselves open because of Asmodeus I would rail on the defeated sound.

The album is toe tapping. No doubt. Plug in, pull the tab, push your fingers into the enemies eyes. Cancer Bats have a tendency for violent sound but its' manic, cruising wildly from truth battle cries to absorbed love confessions and the depressant swing. It's hard to tell whether they mean business or they are going home to the piss soaked blanket.

For all the bipolar post-punk junkies, 'Bears, Mayors, Scraps and Bones' is down your fluttering street light alley. For all the hell-raising, beer drinking, gravestone toppling hate mongers go crank the knob off Legacy of Brutality and accept your monstrous existence.

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CANCER BATS have released a video for “Sabotage”. If you have not seen the video yet make sure to head over to www.cancerbats.com/sabotage and check it out today.