June 4, 2012 • self-released
I'm not sure how I found this band, but they immediately caught my eye due to the fact that both of their EPs were recorded at a place I used to work (and it's a research lab, not a recording studio). Even though I've never felt too in-touch with the Columbus music scene, bands like Drose do feel comfortable to me—even though A Voice should be considered anything but.
As best as I can put it, Drose plays a very intense, visceral sort of sludgy noise rock; though calling it "noise rock" is not anywhere near a satisfactory description of their sound. It's incredibly gritty and doomy, with a highly rhythmic nature evoking mechanical imagery. The two middle rock tracks are bookended by a drone piece and a Khanate-esque doom improvisation—spooky stuff, and very effective. The sung vocals seem a bit out-of-place at first, especially since the guitar is definitely non-melodic, but seem to add to the discomfort the EP is meant to invoke.
Anyway, this is definitely a niche record, but it has this weird appeal to it that I really got into. Worth a listen just for the uniqueness, if nothing else.
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