By Colin Gallant
Hooded Fang are back with a six-track album that’s both maddeningly brief and addictive in its haste. Shy of 30 minutes in length, Dynasty House would feel more like an EP were it not for the album’s gripping, narrative pacing and endless replayability. Further weaponizing the instrumental interplay of figureheads April Aliermo (bass) and Daniel Lee (guitar, vocals), Dynasty House uses brevity and immediacy to lure you into paying attention to the stories of western immigration that influence their lives.
If you haven’t checked in with Hooded Fang since their last album, Venus on Edge, you might be expecting a quite different band. That record was their re-introduction, a fulfilled promise on the strengths they’d shown intermittently on Graves and Tosta Mista. Those releases were fun but exploratory, and not entirely focused. Few would say that of Venus, even fewer would dare when it comes to Dynasty House. These albums are taught post-punk that only relents from its razorwire, extraterrestrial guitar riffs and tidal-while-frantic bass lines to nod at the drawn-out paranoia of a bad trip found in the most realistic psych-rock.
But what makes Dynasty House so vital is how its themes are so personally explicit—everything about the album’s lyrics and rollout scream at you to pay attention. It would be hard not to comply.
Sonically, it’s much the same as Venus, but using its six tracks to create individual portraits of real people among the Asian Diaspora adds a thematic heft to Hooded Fang that their apex as musicians couldn’t have otherwise been improved upon.Daps Records, Dynasty House, Hooded Fang