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	Lowcut Magazine The Defilers - Metal Mountains CD (Dry Run) No-nonsense uptempo Stoner rock'n'roll from Louiseville, Kentucky. This outfit sounds like more fun than a bag of spider monkies; amped-to-max wall of sludge geetars mixed with a lets-throw-a-punkrock-party-and-get-drunk-and-naked. Early loose Mudhoney jammin' with Sabbath in Blue Cheer's backyard, you get the picture. From full frontal rage to slow hardrock grooves, "Metal Mountains" is a very varied album that I won't get tired of anytime soon. For those about to rock...get this record, NOW! http://thedefilers.net/ If you dig: Mudhoney, Nebula, Blue Cheer Kristian _______________________________________________________________________________________________ Velocity Weekly "Metal Mountains," the Defilers He can blame only himself, but it's still somewhat tragic that an entire generation of Americans will, when they think of Ozzy Osbourne, see a doddering old fool cursing the dog sh-- on the imported rugs in his Beverly Hills palace. Someone will tell them about Black Sabbath, but it will probably be too late. Best to start in the present and work your way backward, and an excellent first step would be "Metal Mountains," specifically the third song of this Louisville quartet's second release. "7 Thunders" reeks of the guttural guitars and bark-at-the-moon vocals that helped Sabbath pioneer heavy metal. The dingy riffs and darkened howls continue throughout "Metal Mountains," which also shows touches of Clutch and Queens of the Stone Age, two other bands that borrowed heavily from early Ozzy. But the Defilers don't punch out after dropping a few sledgehammer chords. Harmonized choruses on the rowdy opener "Come On" show innovation beyond the classic Black Sabbath model, while "Please Ease Me" proves the Defilers owe as much to AC/DC as they do to Sharon Osbourne's husband. Regretably, for all the darkness and calculated sludge, the production value of "Metal Mountains" is a bit too muddy, casting further shadows on music that is black enough on its own. — Joshua Hammann ______________________________________________________________________________________________________ http://www.sleazegrinder.com/review_11-7TheDefilers.htm THE DEFILERS Metal Mountains ________________________________________________________ A bit of a missed opportunity here. See, there’s an unholy wallop of skull-cracking black thunder on this record, only it’s buried under a seabed of muck and hiss. The under-produced sound might actually be on purpose, I dunno, but I just wish the Defilers woulda gone top-shelf on the knob-twiddling, because what a motherfuckin’ beast this could be. As it is, “Metal Mountains” is still pretty ferocious; it’s just that it’s like a snapping Doberman behind a chainlink fence. It really WANTS to do some damage to your face, but it can’t. Anyway, enough about the sound, let’s talk about the SOUND. These Defilers (not to be confused with the ‘billy band or the street punk band or any actual defilers out there) are from Kentucky, and they play a hoary blend of 70’s fried stoner-doom and mayhem-baiting glam-dirge. The only other bands they bring to mind are the Cringe and the PB Army, and neither of them sound anything alike, so prepare yourself for a uniquely evil twist on rock n’ roll here. The vocalist sounds like a half-strangled Danzig, the guitar player is clearly insane, the rhythm section sounds like stone-cold killers, and the aptly named “Metal Mountains” is a pill-crazy war on everything that tortures and torments with desperately heavy rock n’ roll. Dig “Come On”, “Slave” or “Dog Bite” for three prime examples. Like I said, it’s got it’s flaws, but keep your eye on the Defilers. Give these freaks a budget and they’ll make an apocalyptic masterpiece, believe it. ________________________________________________________ -Sleazegrinder _____________________________________________________________________________________________ http://stonerock.free.fr/nouveau.htm THE DEFILERS "metal mountains" Dry run records Qu'il est long, qu'il est long le chemin, afin que tu reviennes... mon amour... Qu'il est long, qu'il est long ce chemin, j'en ai plein les veines... mon amour... Qu'il est long ce bout de chemin, que je n'arrive pas à le finir... Et pourtant, j'en ai envie, de ce bout.... Quitte à en perdre une partie... Finir ce bout de chemin avec entre les mains tout mon amour... Il y a souvent des groupes qui suivent une idée.... Et souvent cette idée laisse un arrière goût... Avec THE DEFILERS, pas de prob, ils vont au bout de leur chemin... Sorte de chemin caillouteux qui sillonnent les méandres du rock alternatif... Sorte de chemin de croix purificateur, qui monte en apothéose,vers une jouissance somme toute très virulente, comme si les chemins devenaient des étreintes qui n'en finissaient plus de monter, monter !!!! Sorte de chemin tortueux qui finit sa chevauchée dans les profondeurs des abîmes... THE DEFILERS est tout ça à la fois... Un long et puissant chemin qui va vers la lumière et l'oublie... Un long et puissant chemin qui entraîne avec lui, une cohorte de riffs démoniaques, une cohorte de chansons toutes aussi puissantes les unes que les autres.... Toutes aussi jouissives... Qu'il est long, qu'il est long ce chemin... J'en ai plein les veines mon amour....!!!! Et je marche, je marche comme une démoniaque que je suis, ivre de joie, ivre d'allégresse, ivre de jouissance infinie... Et je marche rejoindre THE DEFILERS et leur rock de fous furieux... C'était Léa "que voici que voilà" 7/10 _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ www.leoweekly.com Metal Mountains The Defilers (Dry Run) Stoner Rock Sweet Jesus. This band is more than heavy. Crushing. No, devastating. This record will knock the wind out of you before it punches you in the gut. My arms are so tense I can hardly type as it fills my headphones with musical gore. This band is gross and disgusting in the vein of the Stooges — I envision plenty of broken glass, shredded speakers and bleeding eardrums at Defilers shows. They’ve got the MC5 “I wanna see a sea of hands” raw-nerve energy element in tact, and a heavy (no pun intended) reverence for blues-infused rock ’n’ roll, evidenced on tunes like “Travel Bottle”; that is, before it terrorizes your nerves the way the Melvins do — too slow and mellow for comfort. It must be something akin to the head-in-the-gallows anticipation of death: You can’t be serene, no matter how beautiful the day, because you know you’re about to be overwhelmed. Although you may not know it from the city’s musical rep, there’s a good stoner rock contingent here. File this next to ARCH, the Glasspack and all its side projects. Not to be missed. —Stephen George ________________________________________________________________________________________________ www.daredevil.de The Defilers-Metal Mountains CD DryRun Finally the Defilers have sent me their follow up to their 2003 self titled CD and I must say that the four guys from Louisville, Kentucky must have been out of their mind while they´ve recorded "Metal Mountains". The music is still fuzzed out and full of energy, but they´ve brought in more of that "plug in and freak out" feeling...yes, this recording brings over a pretty good live feeling, but also a damn nice 70´s MC5 and Blue Cheer vibe. Folks who like long jams will worship this release, but don´t be afraid, the jams won´t get boring...these guys are good musicians...believe me... The vocals are still crazy and full emotion...a little bit like a mix out of early Ozzy and Rob Tyner (MC5)..."Metal Mountains" goes straight forward and you can hear that The Defilers have a shitload of fun playing their music...trippin´ and pure with a lot of originality...BURN 1. RB - http://www.daredevil.de/reviews/2005%20reviews%20october05/2005%20reviews%20october05.html __________________________________________________________________________ Daredevil Magazine The DEFILERS - Self Titled I don´t know what they put in the coffee in Louisville, Kentucky, cause after The Glasspack and their fuzzed out way to celebrate the Rock the next crazy band from Louisville...these guys sound like a Blue Cheer and MC5 on fing Speed and Crack. The music of The Defilers is also really really fuzzed out. The vocals are punky and sometimes crazy as hell, BUT really well done. I also love the psychedelic moments on this CD...sometimes a bit like Nebula just with more power. The rhythm section is strong in this band (doesn´t that sound like fing Star Wars)...hahaha... I highly recommend The Defilers. ________________________________________________________________________________________________ STONER ROCK: www.stonerrock.com The DEFILERS - Self Titled Review by: Scrit (StonerRock.com) Dryrun Records, 2003 Available now OK. With song titles like “Fucko Destructo,” “Shitstorm,” and the image of a kneeling little girl about to let loose a volley of 50-calibre machine gun fire adorning the inside cover jacket, you’re expecting quite a bang from The Defilers self-titled EP. We begin with “Balls,” a nasty bass line that escalates quickly into a punk-fueled, lo-fi assault that I can’t directly compare to anything I listen to. It is a bang. The music is frantic, a bit surfy, very demo-y, and full of screaming. The vocals are a bit reminiscent of Nick Oliveri’s Mondo Generator stuff. True to punk fashion, most cuts are very short, clocking in at roughly two minutes or less. It’s hard to know who to direct to these guys. It’s definitely way-below-the-radar, culty recordings. Music suitable for going out on a killing spree in a Tarantino-action-styled movie sequence. But they are skilled and good what they do, though I don’t know exactly what that is. That’s good though, no? A lot of folks hate “labels” or the lesser stigmatized “descriptives.” So for that, I definitely can’t say, “Oh these guys are hopelessly imitating or outright ripping off ‘so-and-so.’” “Fire Down Below” has this QOTSA-type harmony subversively slithering it’s way under the chorus and is perhaps the standout track for me on this quick 18-minute EP. “Shitstorm,” the closing song, takes its time much more than the rest of the album. Reminding me heavily, and this is a huge compliment, of Mammoth Volume’s more aggressive riffage. This is the most desert-y tune The Defilers serve up, so I’d have to say this one is my favorite. You’re not going to find out much about them online. They are also not to be confused with the other The Defilers, a rockabilly-punk outfit from South Carolina. Their website, thedefilers.net, is not yet up and running, so little is known to us folks about who they are. But they come from Louisville, Kentucky, and have earned a strong local following, their pedigree playing no small part (comprised of members of Without Further Ado, Wino, and Front Porch Campaign). ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ FAN MAIL: Hey assholes. We registered the name the Defilers online and no one had it at the time.We were going to use the same logo(from the movie),too.I was surprised to find a scooter club of the same name a few months back,but I let that go. Don't make us be known as the Detroit Defilers,because we had the name FIRST!Were not a stoner rock band either-we're a streetpunk/Oi! band! p.s.If you plan on playing at the Elbow Room in Ypsilanti which is a big stoner rock venue,don't expect a warm welcome. Cheers, Gabe (Detroit Defilers) --___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ defilers@thedefilers.net -____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________