By Alec Warkentin
Bask in the gloom of Hierarchy, the latest from Vancouver’s jazz-punk-psychedelic three-piece Fear of Noise.
Stretched over seven tracks that sound more like aural fever-dreams, Hierarchy is a labyrinthine knot of sonic chord progression, thundering stereophonic drum beats (think doom-rock at its finest), and winding pitter patters of bass that ultimately equates to a sound that’s by no means “easy listening,” but is ultimately rewarding as hell.
From the moment the birds begin to chirp and the dissonance begins to build on opener “Blister,” Hierarchy promises the listener that this won’t be a simple Sunday drive. While the album itself hovers around the forty-minute mark, time has no place amidst the rollicking percussion and the climbing-up-the-walls delirious atmosphere which at points can be a tad disorienting. But it’s not all insanity.
Songs like “Spider Pills” and “Lost in Solution” ditch some of the more abrasive noise for a conventional, straight-forward, almost beautiful kind of guitar-heavy lament before the 8-and-a-half minute “Smooth Talk Rough Planet” closes the album off with a full-force wall of sound.
In the end, Hierarchy isn’t so much about being fearful of noise, but instead opening yourself up and embracing the madness.Fear of Noise, Hierarchy