Most of rock is a dull paste of
tough-guy posturing and swole; a rank abortion of date-rapist jocks and
sneering party-rats that, if anything, merely flirt with artistic validity.
Every so often, a band will stand out from the preening duncecocks with
concerted efforts towards artistic and intellectual significance. Shining is
one of those hallowed bands.
With their third release, One One
One, Shining has redoubled their hold as the premier sound of weird hard-rock blackened
jazz-metal. It’s not a contested title, so being the best might not seem very
notable, but their skills make them a stand-out act in even general genres.
They were damn good before, but with One One One, they’re something incredible.
With this feverishly vitriolic and unabashedly violent record, they prove to
the uninitiated just how valuable experimentation (and
complexity-for-the-sake-of-complexity) can be for musical progression. It is
this freedom that lets them seamlessly mix hypersexual throbbing percussion
with prog-djent guitarwork, and then a saxophone, without sounding like a bunch
of jazzcore cunts. Their music has that awesome ability to sound wild and
disorganized and mathematically orderly and sane at the same time.
Shining has looked into the abyss
of wild, free-form aggression, and they found the abyss looking back into them.
Their sophomore release, Blackjazz,
had a handful of exceptional tracks and a couple forgettable ones, par for the
course with bands that are setting new trends. Where it was strong, it was
raucous and brilliant: seizing spasms of saxophone honks ejaculating while vile
lyrics steeped with complex numerical symbolism captured my imagination. It's
one thing to put together a good sound, but to have truly meaningful
expressions to back it up is another step entirely. Shining took this torch and
ran with it, and One One One is a masterpiece of contemporary angst. I can’t
wait to not be able to figure out what Jørgen is talking about.
There are clear similarities
between One One One and early Marilyn Manson and Nine Inch Nails, particularly
their respective releases of Antichrist Superstar and The Downward Spiral. The
vocal work is incredibly similar to a young Marilyn Manson, and the percussion
employed around the beginning of the album is reminiscent of Manson’s later
releases. It’s never similar enough to feel dishonest, but it’s most likely an
homage to a predecessor. That being said, the songs contained between the two seminal
records covered a great spectrum, from funeral dirge to achingly fast
meditations on self-destruction. It is true that One One One lacks this
breadth, but it doesn't come off as repetitive, but rather streamlined to an
annihilating edge. Drop the needle on this album anywhere you please, and
you'll wind up in a whirlwind of frenzied, grinding glory.
Shining has refined their work to a
finely tuned machine. They've earned their name, and they named their album
accordingly. It's not often that a record is as complete and as satisfying as
One One One and for that they should be commended. I can't recommend this album
highly enough.
W.
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