I type this from the toilet.
For the last day, I’ve had a bad dose of the shits. The type where it feels like you’re giving birth every time your arse hits the bog. The last one in particular was like curry and my ring has never felt pain like it.
Now that we’ve set the scene, let’s move onto the LP.
From Finland, Rattus have had quite an impact on hardcore. While seemingly never mentioned in the same breath as the likes of Anti Cimex, Mob 47 and Larm, any self respecting tape trader would have had tracks from their 1984 LP’ ‘Uskonto On Vaara’ (Religion is a Danger) on a cassette alongside Wehrmacht and Siege.
Reforming in 2001, they’ve been touring and recording (well, what else does a band do) with the original lineup until 2011, when singer/guitarist Jake Marjamäki seemingly retired from the band, to be replaced by Jopo Rantanen . Truthfully, I haven’t been following their progress, so this is the first thing from Rattus that I’ve heard since the aforementioned ‘Uskonto On Vaara.’
It gives me no pleasure whatsoever to trash a Rattus LP, but…
I have a slight problem with this album: it’s too safe. Although the playing and production stands up, there’s little in the way of sordid anger, passion and memorable songwriting. Songs like ‘Tee-Se-Itsemurh’ feel like a jam session that was recorded and bunged onto the album to fill space.
Truthfully, I’ve played ‘Turta’ five times in total. Not only can I remember very little about it (apart from what I’ve written in the previous paragraph), but also I’m dreading hearing it again. The only redeeming feature is the cover, a Jacob Bannon inspired piece that might persuade a few Rise and Fall fans to pick it up.
Compared to recent releases by the likes of Doom (whom Rattus did a split CD with a while back), ‘Turta’ is a flat and lifeless release by a band that should know better. Pick up a copy of ‘Machine Rat Massacre’, a comp containing their first three 7’s, one 12’ and two LP’s. It’s a must have for anyone interested in hardcore. It also has a cover by Pushead.
Ignore this bland, uninspired piece of homogenised crap.
Now if you’ll excuse me, this one feels like it’s going to be mucus based.
1.9 / 5 – Christopher Owens ::: 01/02/14