If there's one thing I've really loved amid all the collisions and hybridizations of the multitudinous rock idioms, it's the stormy crash-blend of electronica, industrial, metal, hard rock, and God only knows what else in such materials as are here presented. Gimme Terminal Power Company, Hyperhead, Frontline Assembly, Fear Factory (esp. the Demanufacture remix gig: Remanufacture), Ministry, Shotgun Messiah, and all those strum und drang cats, and I'm a happy camper. Well, Bulletproof Messenger fits very nicely indeed within that pantheon and Arm Yourself is a great little EP preview of things to some. They're more melodic and FM than the just-noted groups but just as ready to rock and stomp.
Singer Marcus Klavan, the latest member, recently cemented the band's changing nature—BPM debuted in 2000s—in a tight powerful groove that brings the funk in a rolling fury offset by punctuative laybacks letting the listener catch his breath for a moment here and there before diving back into the melee. The blend of guitars, drums, keyboards, and voice is pin-point perfect, engineered and layered to a fare-thee-well, and as solid as a falling skyscraper, though the closer, Step Out, is rather surprising for its delicate nature, balladic but not goopy, somewhat reminiscent of the mellow stuff mid-period Uriah Heep put out. With early-Michael Schenkerish/UFO lead lines leading to a dramatic build-up before settling back down, it has cool command and presence.
Good goddamned group, so let's hope they don't break up before the full CD emerges. Should that indeed occur, I'll follow the EP's instructions, arm myself, and force the ensemble back into the studio whether they like it or not. After 8 years of lunacy from that idiot George Bush, I'm in no mood for more letdowns from anyone.
Edited by: David N. Pyles
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