Incest. The US post-hardcore community thrives off it....
And it's a blessing that J Robbins and company refuse to give up the ghost because BA have picked up where Jawbox left off, and in 'Mission: Control!' have made a debut album of teetering nervousness and rock'n'roll zip.
From the opening hit of 'Carnival' - huge ramraider rhythms, bustling Pixies riffage - the passion is perceptibly more tangible than Jawbox. From therein it's a rambunctious spree of cross-rhythms, skewed guitars and hyper-tense subterranean pop energy; with Robbins' softly gravelled throat nailing down fidgety melodies that really shouldn't be there at all. And on the supreme beat whiplash of 'Wheaton Calling', he explains his position: "You fit yourself for cracks to slip into/I fit myself for exits and I'm gone".
One senses, tragically, that [a]Burning Airlines[/a] won't be around for too long. Better get fanatical quick.
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