Band Name: Witch Of The Waste
Album Name: Made Of Teeth
Buy Album: https://witchofthewaste.bandcamp.com/album/made-of-teeth
Band Website: http://witchofthewaste.com/
Ryan Fitzgerald – Vocals
Michael Holme – Bass
Peter Sacco – Guitars/Vocals
Phil Jones – Guitars/Vocals
Jeremy Gilmartin – Drums
1. That Door Cannot Be Opened
2. They Haunt Minds
3. She Burst Into Snakes
4. It Was Always 3:00am
5. Lets Say You Have An Ax…
6. I Bet You’re Wondering What I’m Doing With This Here Gas Can
Citing influences as diverse as Refused, Neurosis, Wintersun and ISIS (the band, not the…you know), Vancouver’s Witch Of The Waste were never going to make music that was easy to pigeonhole. If we had to pick though, it’d be something along the lines of ‘technical-death-noise-mathcore,’ because ‘Made Of Teeth’ is as odd as it is heavy.
Squeezing six songs into fourteen minutes, they deal in short bursts of apocalyptic rage defined by strangulated vocals and off-kilter guitar riffs. At times it’s hard to tell if they’re still playing a song or if the recording session has disintegrated into a drug fuelled freak out, but they demand your attention throughout and the frequent changes in tone are all part of the appeal.
Unless you pay close attention it’s also easy to listen to the whole thing without differentiating between the individual tracks. Some of them segue into each other so efficiently that it wouldn’t be that surprising to find out it’s all one long composition chopped into segments, but gradually the distinct components start to emerge.
‘They Haunt Minds’ for example is essentially six different ideas merged into one, a hyperactive and dizzying blend of time changes and manic ferocity. ‘Let’s Say You Have An Ax…’ on the other hand is a bit more emotional, even venturing into spoken word territory at times while ‘It Was Always 3:00AM’ has more hammer-on/pull-off sequences and allows the drums to dominate. It’s all equally brutal though and while they don’t sound exactly alike, they have a similar vibe to ‘Jane Doe’ era Converge running through the whole thing.
No matter how many personalities are screaming for attention though, Witch Of The Waste still remain listenable. They’re not a solid wall of noise and they’ve clearly put a lot of effort into their music. This is not a ‘Calculating Infinity’ style insta-classic, but they’ve set themselves up nicely for a burgeoning career. Stick them on tour with Baby Godzilla and they’ll leave a trail of devastated venues and shattered ear drums behind them.