October 13, 2003
PAINT IT BLACK [I]CVA[/I] REVIEW
With all the bad rap-metal, overproduced cock rock, and otherwise lame music masquerading under the title of “hardcore” these days, it’s great to hear from Dan Yemin again. After his involvement with the seminal Lifetime and the equally powerful Kid Dynamite, Yemin steps behind the mic for Paint It Black’s pummeling debut, CVA.
Clocking in at 17 tracks in just over 18 minutes, CVA harkens back to a pre-Warped Tour, pre-emo era, and fills each of it’s basement anthems with enough fist-pumping, throat-shredding power to make it seem like this sort of thing never faded into memory. Filled with energy and purpose after a stroke (CVA is a medical abbreviation for “cerebrovascular accident”), Yemin packs the disc with raging reevaluations of life, from the personal to the political. “Too quick to step up to fisticuffs/I think it’s time someone called our bluff/we can’t create so we denigrate/we don’t know how to love so we settle for hate,” stars off the raging “Womb Envy;” similar sentiments fill the disc. The power of the music is obvious, but the focused aggression of the lyrical attack is even more striking; a line like “we’ll be dancing on your grave, fire in our eyes,” from the ode to the DIY scene, “Head Hurts Hands On Fire,” only further emphasizes the fact that this music is made by people who’s sonic attack is as relentless as their ideological force.
While good charlatans will continue to tarnish words like “punk” for years to come, Paint It Black remind us of the original meaning – and why it still matters – with all the kick of a chair to the face. CVA comes highly recommended.
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