Treeboy & Arc - Not Yet EP

by Jack Kiser Rating:7 Release Date:2017-12-01
Treeboy & Arc - Not Yet EP
Treeboy & Arc - Not Yet EP

There's no denying that the mid-sized village of Leeds, England has perfected the signature sound of haunting and austere post-punk. My premiere review on Soundblab, was actually another band hailing from the same town, like Treeboy & Arc, that possess the same barbed wire cadence, cryptic nature, and aggressive tempo. Groups like Eagulls and Gang of Four have been hometown heroes for these young punk rockers to emulate. Not Yet's EP artwork, strikingly similar to Shame's unreleased debut, Songs of Praise, shows their docile side, but is arguably misleading due to their brash indulgence.Their local college of music may have unknowingly introduced this quartet to each other, but their jagged whirlwind of confrontational composition is something that would be hard to find in a classroom.

While a majority of the members are still presently pursuing their academics at their respected university, they iterate that they still devote generous time into recording and songwriting. Throughout most of Treeboy & Arc’s limited “catalogue”, it is evident that you can hear overtones of the daunting chaos that their predecessors have become willfully acknowledged for. Drawing similar comparisons to rising British groups like Shame and Dead Pretties, it can be easy to overlook this developing band because of the continuous explosion for so many in the same category. This 14 minute debut project viciously starts their ascent with swallowing basslines and progressively ushers in elements of heavy psychedelia reverb, only to conclude with a feedback driven exit. As mentioned before, the juxtaposition between Treeboy and fellow allies Eagulls, is remarkably uncanny. This can be particularly exemplified after listening to their second song, “White”, which serves as a jerky extension to “Footsteps” off of [Eagulls] their self-titled debut. The lingering attitude of atmospheric bleakness and hawking anticipation is perfectly cemented in their shared EP title track “Not Yet.” The airy down shift to minor keys on guitar followed by the shattering revelations occurring at the chorus signifies despair, but with a slew of sonic thrash. Concluding with a warmer “Whittled Down”, you hear subtle hints of Murder City Devils organ work and complimentary spitfire percussion to wrap up the turbulent post-punk expedition.

Particularly pleased with what I listened to, the studded quartet has barely scratched the surface with their potential and popularity. Embarking in the rigorous field of music and live entertainment and simultaneously being preoccupied with other obligations is enough to disrupt a group completely. However, at least these musical brainiacs are associating their other time in relevant material. It will only be a matter of months if we see that accelerated adulting will produce more music with turbid rage or if it will give way to a more reserved approach. Either way, the velocity and density in which this blistering West Yorkshire band plays with is utterly incalculable for any mathematics professor at any of the Leeds College affiliates.

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