There are few experiences in life more satisfying than discovering a band that pisses off your parents/neighbors/civilized human beings within earshot. Cranking up an obnoxiously loud, manic whirlwind of guitars, bass and drums is like communion for those who worship rock n’ roll.
Sure, a good hook, a well constructed song; those things can also bring joy, even rapture on occasion, but nothing – nothing – beats hearing some out of touch flunky, be they young or old, shout those four magic words:
“Turn that crap off!”
– which I’ll go out on a limb and say is exactly the reaction the maniacs in Monotonix got at their first show when they started in Tel Aviv, Israel. Luckily for those of us stateside, they tired of the few venues that would accept them overseas and decided to import their madness to our shores.
In the center of their storm, drummer Haggai Fershtman finds a deep-pocket stomp for singer Ami Shalev and guitarist Yonatan Gat to lay their squeals, hoots, hollers, riffs and wails over. Gat’s leads lie somewhere between The Stooges and the White Stripes, while Ami howls like he escaped from the asylum the Ramones sang about but never actually visited.
Their live shows are part performance art, part concert, and infamous for living up to exactly what the sound promises: non-stop dancing, crowd surfing, broken instruments, the occasional fire and complete, utter insanity. Just watch:
Also, watch them take a show outside:
Track below is from the “Where Were You When It Happened?” EP. Their newest LP “Not Yet” just dropped and was produced by Steve Albini (Nivana, The Pixies).
Blast it, enjoy it, and for God’s sake, don’t ever turn it down.
Chris Cullari | Beat Play Ambassador Los Angeles | @ChriswithMWL| Music Without Labels & Beat-Play, LLC |