As the B-Town movement continues to invade XFM playlists and ruin dance classics by having them sung by apathetic white guys, a far darker undercurrent appears to be surfacing; it’s a lot noisier, a lot more sincere and a lot more indebted to Brummie legends Black Sabbath.
Meet God Damn. Identifying their location on Facebook as “the Black Country”, the three-piece definitely seem more intent in exploring the harsh and macabre over the glittery affectations utilized by current hometown heroes such as Peace or Swim Deep. Carving out a sound on their Heavy Money EP which combines the sonic palette of sludge, the vocal howl of T-Rex and the off-kilter hummability of Pixies; God Damn merge anthemic, main stage-worthy melodies with the sort of textures you thought only existed in factories.
The resultant force is one that is guaranteed to knock you like an angered Mike Tyson. Which if you’re in to that sort of thing, means it’s pretty damn good. God damn good.