"I don't know if I'd still be here / If you weren't around back when / I had much lower understanding / Of all the anger I'd let seep in..."
The furious musical bloodletting and vocal thrashing of "Sick", by Austin's emo punk / alt rock outfit Midcard, cuts deep because it feels like an explosive fight between those who have a, let's say, heavy history. Maybe too, it feels like it is between two people who cannot exactly avoid each other. You know, when you run into someone at the supermarket who you do not want to encounter ever again. Hmmm? maybe I am reading things into this track that are not there but, in any event, the tightly would musicality, so wonderfully rendered with distorted guitars that have that bright kind of punch, jangly and leaving the bottom heaviness to the super charged bass and drums dance. The angular stabs of sound, the decision to leave heaviness hanging in the air, to have space between the pummeling is just a fantastic choice.
"I don't know if I'd still be here
If you weren't around back when
I had much lower understanding
Of all the anger I'd let seep in
Hang me up inside your doorway
And I guess that's just your call
I'll just say I love you more now
That it feels like I don't know you at all
Keep on thinking about dying
In a smaller sort of fashion"
The storytelling is done with such emotional vigor and spit spewing energy, the rabidity (emotionally speaking) cuts a big swathe of pain and bloodletting. I love this refrain, near the end:
"Don't be stupid
I won't go where I'm not wanted
Don't be stupid
I won't go where I'm not wanted"
Kudos to the nimble guitar embellishments, the shapes and attack that have a southern rock aesthetic within the emo punk pushes, kudos to the lead work too and the sort of quiet before the big fucking storm. I love what is happening here.
"I spent too many years pasting my guiltOn everybody else
So here's one more for old time's sake
Knock some back and ring the bell
Write me a song motherfucker
Come and hit me all you got
I wanna get nervous at the first note
I wanna be proud of all the heat you brought"
released January 17, 2025
Austin Norman - Vocals, Guitar
Drew Griffith - Guitar
Josh Heinlein - Bass
Joey Chance - Drums
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Kevin Butler
www.testtubeaudio.com
-Robb Donker Curtius
https://midcard.bandcamp.com/album/sick
https://www.instagram.com/midcardtx/
https://x.com/midcardtx
Rock band from Austin, TX.
"I don't know if I'd still be here
If you weren't around back when
I had much lower understanding
Of all the anger I'd let seep in
Hang me up inside your doorway
And I guess that's just your call
I'll just say I love you more now
That it feels like I don't know you at all
Keep on thinking about dying
In a smaller sort of fashion"
The storytelling is done with such emotional vigor and spit spewing energy, the rabidity (emotionally speaking) cuts a big swathe of pain and bloodletting. I love this refrain, near the end:
"Don't be stupid
I won't go where I'm not wanted
Don't be stupid
I won't go where I'm not wanted"
Kudos to the nimble guitar embellishments, the shapes and attack that have a southern rock aesthetic within the emo punk pushes, kudos to the lead work too and the sort of quiet before the big fucking storm. I love what is happening here.
"I spent too many years pasting my guiltOn everybody else
So here's one more for old time's sake
Knock some back and ring the bell
Write me a song motherfucker
Come and hit me all you got
I wanna get nervous at the first note
I wanna be proud of all the heat you brought"
released January 17, 2025
Austin Norman - Vocals, Guitar
Drew Griffith - Guitar
Josh Heinlein - Bass
Joey Chance - Drums
Engineered, mixed, and mastered by Kevin Butler
www.testtubeaudio.com
-Robb Donker Curtius
THE FACTS AS WE KNOW THEM
https://midcard.bandcamp.com/album/sick
https://www.instagram.com/midcardtx/
https://x.com/midcardtx
Rock band from Austin, TX.
Midcard, Austin Texas, alt rock, pop punk, emo punk, indie rock, garage rock, heavy emotional rock, truthful confessional, thrashing of "Sick", punk, noise rock, jangle punk,
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