Genres: Thrash/Hardcore/PunkSo first, I have to start by saying that California has a plethora of delightful things. I mean, they've got awesome beaches, Death Valley, The Governator, redwood trees, Kobe Bryant; you name it and they've probably got it riding in a stretch limousine. What more could you ask for in a state? But one of the most indelible fixtures, besides the seqouias that is, has to be the music scene, especially in southern Cali. And ghostlimb just so happens to be a part of it.
ghostlimb, hailing from the La Habra/Long Beach area (don't know the area code), shares members with the seminal Graf Orlock and plays pissed off, intuitive hardcore in the vein of Trainwreck, Coliseum, and Ruiner with a little crust-influenced d-beat thrown into the mix. Songs rarely breach the two-minute mark maintaining a constant, gripping intensity throughout the whole album which frankly, keeps songs from overstaying their welcome and makes each new track an enjoyable and visceral experience.
Lyrically is where I feel the band really shines. Packed with clever analogies and metaphors, the lyrics are eloquent without being pretentious. Lines such as "We'll die of thirst on the sea, the same as the city but black, asphalt waves lack the trade winds to save us from the isolation" really showcase the band's writing prowess and add a poignant but forceful element to their music.
Good grief, I kinda felt like I was writing an essay. Let's try and have a little more fun with it next time, shall we?
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