Most people who take a serious interest in music have heard of The Cooper Temple Clause by now. Introductions in the NME, favourable reviews, word-of-mouth ravings about their live performances, and the BUZZ that surrounds this band at the moment are impossible to avoid. Not so many people have actually heard them yet; the highly limited nature of their debut EP and the fact that the hype has thus far preceded them has made it a little difficult to find out what they actually do unless you've seen them live. This is where all that changes.
If you've heard Panzer Attack live, you'll have an idea how it goes. And you'll be pleased to hear that it really hasn't changed much on record. If you haven't, you're in for a treat. It's a far better indication of the Coopers' general sound and direction [up, in case you're wondering.] than the previous, debut release was, and gives you a clue to what you can expect from their live performance. Gradually building rhythms and an incessant bassline at the beginning hint at the intense, driving layers of sound that are soon to follow. As the guitars wind up and kick in, an effectively minimal, three-note melody, calling to mind recent exploits by Primal Scream, is drilled into your skull via a Ben Gautrey's raw, knife-edge vocals.
There are points throughout the song where Portishead and their winding, sassy reels of sound come to mind, albeit after a serious course of testosterone-based hormone treatment, topped up by copious amounts of every anti-depressant you could lay your hands on. As the song continues, it builds up into a thundering crescendo of frenetic, yummy noise. Result? Headfuck.
But let's get down to brass tacks. What makes this song so wonderful, so damn fucking essential??? It's fun. It's so very very fun. You'll recognise it the very instant it comes on, and start wiggling your arse. By the time Panzer Attack reaches its peak, you'll be shaking your funky thang around your kitchen while your cat looks on, peturbed and dismayed at your apparent and sudden loss of sanity.
Don't believe the hype. Find out for yourself. You won't regret it.
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