Get out your leather jackets, torn white washed jeans and your best mullet wig cause metal is coming to town in an old school sort of way that, despite the creepiness of mullets and wife beaters, I was looking forward to listening to.
Listening to the band is not like salting a wound cause that is some painful stuff right there. This is anything BUT painful. I will not go so far as saying it was pleasurable because let us all face the harsh reality of it: metal is not MEANT to be pleasurable. Sorry Warrant and Bon Jovi – you called yourselves hair metal but, in the end, you were pop metal with good hair – period.
Salt the Wound is the real deal. There is a story – a timeline – in the tracks. In the Beginning sets the stage and The End is the final stroke to the happy ending that is Salt the Wound. There is no pretentious melody Salt the Wound’s tracks – they are not trying to sound like Beethoven on the guitar. It simply is not needed. Deaf metal is making a comeback and I fear for the EMO bands out there now cause you might have your face torn off before it is all said and done and that is sad – so, in the end, you may love it… or not because you will be depressed. Either way it goes I will have fun.
With tracks like “Peas and Carrots” and “I Swear This Visine is for my Allergies” there is a bit of humor disguised as thrashing, pounding and gut wrenching metal goodness. There is no reason for any band to take themselves too serious. There is something to be said about a group that can laugh and poke fun at their genre and themselves.
By the time it is over you will squeal like a piggie, drooling like you need to be on the short bus and I defy you to not move just a little a bit. You will fight the urge to form a mosh pit in the living room and take out a wall with a sledgehammer.
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More Information
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http://www.rottenrecords.com
http://www.saltthewound.com
http://www.myspace.com/saltthewound
