Diatribe

(Re-Constriction)
by Scott Hefflon

If melodic yet angry, guitar-driven yet coldly, synthetically strong music is your bag, check out Diatribe. While they may be common knowledge to industrial aficionados, remember, much of America’s industrial knowledge starts and ends with Nine Inch Nails. Combining the singable vocal lines of typical rock music with the fat guitars of metal and the flexibility of looping percussion, surreal sound slicing, and slick keyboards, Diatribe offers a fresh, accessible variation of rock, without losing sight of the fact that they are, first and foremost, an electronics-based band. They just happen to be able to write a melody that sticks in your head long after the distorted power chords fade and the adrenaline rush of the pounding rhythms wears off. With a song in Strange Days ,one of the more under-hyped “futuristic” movies about the coming of the millennium (ya get to see Juliette Lewis’ tits, OK? Now will you go see it?), and a 10-song self-titled CD, Diatribe pump out anthemic cyber-rock and powerful, dramatic, electronically-enhanced (not dependent) music.