Arcwelder

Entropy (Touch & Go)
by Austin Nash

I stopped on the way home from work and watched a man step on every cigarette butt within ten feet of his given path. It’s tough, it’s no kindergarten out there my man. I got home, took my helmet off, and disrobed from my daily battle gear devised by clever Croatians shortly after the Crusades. She said: “How was work?” I said: “It sucked, mind if I put on some Helmet?” She said: “Yes I do, it’s too metal, it grates my on nerves and gives me a headache.” I said: “You give that headache to yourself,” to which she replied: “Fuck you and why don’t you put on Arcwelder‘s Entropy. It has the same start-stop beat you like but without the distortion and the guy can sing a hell of a lot better than Paige Hamilton even if he does sing completely through his nose. It’s a much more quality sound and toned down enough to be respectable and in alignment with your ever-increasing responsibility, and besides, it’s time you grew up.” I said: “The production is outstanding and the vocals are layered up all pretty, but they sound like the Steve Miller band covering “California Dreaming” sometimes. But the guy also resurrects parts of Grants’-Hart from old Hüsker Dü. I have to admit that it’s a hell of a lot tougher than Steve M., and I find the unpredictability and dynamics of the disc beautiful and able to hold interest through to the end. They maintain a comprehensive tone, but stretch to the perimeter. But I don’t think I like you telling me how to pick my rock, especially right after I worked my balls off all day.” She said: “Hey listen, I really like the new Arcwelder CD, I was just trying not to admit it. It gets me hot, so just put it on and let’s stop arguing and fuck a little.” And I said: “Yeah, the mellow, metal parts will be especially good, let’s go.”