Customer Reviews

Ride the Skies

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If there was ever any question as to whether punk is dead, this is your answer. Praise be to god! It's dead as a door nail and as alive and kicking as you ever wanted. Or never wanted.

I am still befuddled by the idea that this is only a duo. A DUO. Two men. One with a bass guitar, one with a (rather small) drum kit. I can confirm this with first hand experience, I've seen them twice. I don't even begin to understand how they manage to get the sounds that they do, simultaneous driving/driven bass lines (by Brian Gibson) and feed back and some effect that sounds like a heavily distorted violin, not to mention drummer Brian Chippendale's inaudibly screamed vocals that at times sound like a screeching monkey from hell and at others are almost intelligible, nor to mention the most lightning paced drumming I've ever heard that can still be considered playing (I don't think he misses a beat. Literally), nor the way that together they can instantaneously erupt into blasts and bolts of sheer noise and then back again into complex rhythms, some of which border on being loops.

I've never been a fan of "noise rock," and really it would be unfair to try to squeeze these guys into that category. The drumming is truly some of the best I've heard, the bass is at times hypnotizing, at others like a sonic car crash. It would also be unfair to call them metal; beyond being heavy and harsh, the sound here is about as close to "metal" as it is close to jazz. Or maybe it's art, but in that case I'm not really sure what it is that they're trying to say, and they're not pretentious (I met bassist Brian Gibson after a show, and he seemed the amicable sort, if not a bit drunk and/or tired). Maybe it's anarchy, but in that case there's order and beauty even at the heart of chaos.

I saw them a few weeks ago at an underground noise and death metal show in a warehouse here in Providence, and where the other bands only had the handful of two percenters thrashing about, and where the others only manage to inflict a moderate level of deafness on their listeners, Lightning Bolt had at least 75% of the audience whipped into a sweating, stomping, jumping frenzy-- to wander too close to the pit (at the heart of which the duo invariably plays) meant being sucked in and, possibly, risking your life if you aren't ready-- and almost 36 hours later my ears were still ringing. There's little doubt in my mind that I suffer a terminal deafness as punishment for not bringing earplugs. The energy in their tracks (umm... "songs"? I don't think so) is down right primal and urges the listener/audience to just completely let go... something that I wouldn't altogether suggest if you do manage to get to one of their shows, and yet something that I found to be almost unavoidable. Brian The Drummer plays with something that looks like a home made balaclava covering his face, with random tufts of hair sticking out, but this is more a matter of function than it is a fashion statement, so far as I can figure, since his microphone is sewn directly into the mask. The mic's cord leads to a small box of knobs and buttons and things, the nature of which I'm not entirely certain, which he manages to twiddle intermittently with his drumming. I'm assuming this is how he manages to sometimes sound like that Hell's Monkey. The energy is non-stop, despite plaing for three-plus hours.
But it's really their placement at the heart of the mosh pit, without a main stage, that really defines their performance and who they are-- at once putting themselves on the same level as the audience and saying that it's about the music and the energy, and not the performance and image. These aren't scenesters or hipster looking to be noticed, and that's almost the most important aspect of this music.

For a two man band, there's a lot to get through here. One or two listenings just isn't going to cut it, and for those of you who prefer to get your kicks on the "alternative" radio stations, with all of their "indie" bands (I don't even know how you'd have sstumbled way down here!), I honestly wouldn't even begin to try. This ain't for the faint of heart.

Think Philip Glass on crack. Think Can with more to get off their chests. Think _Modern Painters Magazine_ singing high praises (yes, it's true). Think Sonic Youth with more energy, more noise, more distortion, and more feed back had they kept going in the direction they started off in in the '80s. Think jumping out of a prop plane at cruising altitude with no parachute and somehow surviving, only with a bit more adrenaline. Think if all of these things got together and had an orgy and somehow in the middle of it a baby was born, now think that the baby had a secret evil twin that had been locked in a closet all of his life and somehow managed to escape and take over the other baby's life with plans to take over the world with his evil genius.
Yeah, well, if you think about that you're going to be way off point.
In the two months that I've owned this CD, there's hardly been a day that I didn't listen to it at least once. I must be sick.

First heard one track on a college radio station and spent months tracking the artist down. I knew what i was getting into, so when i first heard the album, i cranked it LOUD. I gotta say, i was absolutely blown away. How can a 2 person "band" sound so rich and rock so hard and complexly? I finally got to see the band live at Irving Plaza in NYC with sonic youth, and they destroyed it! They set up on the floor while SY was playing and started playing in the middle of a sonic youth song, and were sooo loud that sonic youth walked away. These guys played IN THE PIT, right there with the audience in front of a tower of mismatched speakers, held together with duct tape. A drummer and a bassist. Both, amazing players, hell bent on twisting and turning and changing up the structure of the song so as to lose the other, but succeeding only in blowing your mind with the complex intricate, rockin arrangements. So loud (snares like gunshots in your ear, bass up around 3000 watts!!), so fast (easy to pass off as a wall of noise at first listen) and so intricate (took me a week to figure out how some of the songs worked). Part of the art-rock collective of Fort Thunder RI, which i fear has been disbanded. Seriously, if you like noise, experimentation, metal, complex arrangements, or amazing players, buy this immediately. even if you don't like it, you'll be that much cooler for owning something that flew so under the radars. Also, they have a DVD which i recommend and lots of other good bands on load records. dot com. ROCK LIVES!!

I first heard this album in a friend's basement. he said it was grindcore, which i wasnt really into at the time. They ripped into the first song and my jaw hit my stomach. I said "how many people are in this band?" I was even more amazed when he said just TWO! a bass player and a drummer, both uttrly insane at their instruments. At first listen it sounds like a whole bunch of noise with no structure. But when you take a closer listen, you realize how very complex it is. From time signature changes to playing at speeds you can't even air guitar, this album totally blew me away. some of the rythyms are so syncopated it's quite incredible...you can tell these guys probably listen to a lot of freejazz. i can feel the energy flowing from this thing every time i put it in a CD player.

lightning bolt are the sound of joy! the riff and its dissolution! fun counterpoint! happy animals dancing happily! they make me want to swiffer my apartment (which is a rare thing i promise)! lightning bolt essence should somehow be condensed and distilled into twirly anti-gravity infant mobiles to delight the young with colorful sounds and tempos. they will never go back to raffi. perhaps they could be the house band on the inevitable early-morning gwar children's show on pbs right after richard scarry. or even for the richard scarry show itself! things that go! things that go! a totally classic cd.

....to make much more sense. Having had the chance to see them live several times, including a show back in September at the Hook in Brooklyn, I revisited their albums and rediscovered my love for them. I had bought this album and last year's Wonderful Rainbow at the same time, mainly because I admired their Do It Yourself Sensibilty, much the same way I discovered Fugazi back in the day. Honestly, it took me awhile to get into them on CD, wheras their live shows are so immediately amazing. I didn't really see it at first. Their live show is so beautifully raw and honest and intense, and it seemed impossible to capture that on a cd. I kept listening and found myself feeling it more and more. Now, more than a few years later, I still find myself listening to Ride the Skies every week, one of the few albums that has had such staying power. I find their albums much more intricate and emotional than other "noise" bands, although I hate that term. I don't care for the Wolf Eyes and others of similarity. The release they must feel at the creation of this album is incredible, and over the year's I have found this to be their best album, much better than their first album, and Wonderful Rainbow. Also, if unable to catch them live, check out their DVD called The Power of Salad, at least that gives you an idea of what is in store.

I first heard of them when i bought the soundtrack to 'Dedication'. Their unique blend of noise rock has almost an ambient quality. Killer bass, awesom-azing drums, and lyrics [allegedly]! You buy it too. You will like it. If you don't then give it to your kids/nephew/little brother/ creepy neighbor. Makes a wonderful gift, especially for a holiday like 'April'!

Interesting bursts from the art-metal duo do tend to become redundant and less meaningful from musical limitation and unfulfilling experimentation as the disc goes on, but RTS does contain plenty of immediate adrenaline, in any given moment ,of many given tracks.

Lightning Bolt is so incredibly awesome, words won't do them justice. Really, for anybody who likes pure, untampered noise that has form, meaning, and a purpose, you can't beat Ride The Skies. This is where rock music should be going. This is where punk should have gone. This is bliss. Mmmmmmmmm........

I gave the rave reviews the thumbs up because everything they say is true. The arrangements are intricate, complex and executed with creativity and energy and without flaw. You might like this band, I just didn't like it at all. I like to be entertained by music, whatever the style, and I like it to "speak to the heart" rather than the mind. I prefer a good book or BBC series for intellectual stimulation.

I also get bored of "rock" without lyrics. My reaction was the same when 10 or 15 years ago I purchased Stewart Copeland's solo/instrumental album. It was a yawner. Yeah, there were cool bits and Copeland is an awesome drummer but I had this really "neutral" feeling at the end of both of these recordings like I just came out of a modern art museum and said the word "Interesting..." but didn't expect to ever return.