Oakland trio, BRAINOIL, spew their own hyper-hellish brand of riff-soused, misanthropic sludge. With members having collectively done time in Laudanum, Stormcrow, Watch Them Die, Destroy!, Dead Language, Grimple, Pig Heart Transplant and more, BRAINOIL conjure the sounds of broken dreams and suffering, their up-tempo crust-inspired breaks and ugly, chest-caving breakdowns fully fit for those worshipping at the altars of Black Cobra, Iron Lung, Iron Monkey, Dystopia, Whitehorse, Buzzov*en and El Dopa.
In celebration of their underrated awesomeness, the volume perpetrators at Tankcrimes will reissue BRAINOIL’s self-titled, debut full-length. Originally issued via Life Is Abuse Records in 2003 but out of print for over five years, the monolithic Brainoil was recorded by Dan Rathburn at Polymorph Studios (Tragedy, His Hero Is Gone) and delivers seven predatory anthems of sonic battery which happen to be streaming in all their pulverizing glory courtesy of Cvlt Nation.
Elaborates Cvlt Nation: “When your soul is black and you have the inner city blues moving through your veins, you create true soul music. This is something that BRAINOIL from Oaktown do so well. I used to live in the Bay Area, and when I listen to this band I smell the gutters and see the faces of the working class people. BRAINOIL are modern day bluesmen, telling the stories of the forgotten souls of the world. They deliver their pounding sludge with the force of the Raiders linebackers from the ‘70s, knocking quarterbacks on their asses.”
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Tankcrimes’ Brainoil reissue will be released September 16th, 2014 on CD and vinyl limited to 500 copies in two color variants: 150 – gold, bone, brown mashed and 350 – bone. All orders come with a download card to satiate your digital listening pleasures.
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“This LP is so intense that only those with leather eardrums can survive it. …BRAINOIL are maniacal riff merchants. The sound waves they create literally have a tangible and physical presence, you more than hear them; you feel them. Hell, you can almost taste them and smell them… Only a fool would pass up this album.” – Short Fast & Loud