Album Review: DZ Deathrays - Bloodstreams

Fling the dust off your Mötley Crüe t-shirt and get ready for some wildly abhorrent and assaulting party rock as it's time for Bloodstreams, the debut release from Brissy duo DZ Deathrays, aka Simon Ridley and Shane Parsons.

Teenage Kickstarts provides an overhaul of thrash with careless, buzzing guitars and before you ask, yes, sweat and black leather are mandatory. Dollar Chills keeps it real with a distorted rawness that you'll be pining after, using little inserts of electro to bridge the gap between party thrash and electronica, while Gebbie Street will have you stomping around in Doc Marten's and throwing back $5 bourbons like there's no such thing as a brown liquor hangover. Play Dead Till You're Dead is all mosh as church organ-like echoes and drunk satanic beats paint pictures of smoking skulls with catchy lyricism. A true kick-arse element is the crafty way Parsons uses his yelling as a rhythm keeper, adding another layer to existing instrumental beats. The pop drums that open score for No Sleep make a refreshing and playful introduction to this short and sweet adrenaline-fuelled punk number while Cops Capacity was made for pubescent punters to play as loud as possible, and is bound to put some fur on their figs.

This record does what a good rock record should do; it morphs you into a powerful, sweaty ego-maniac that can blow cigar smoke in the shape of the Northern Lights and wear tight leather pants without compromising sexuality. Bloodstreams does not ebb and flow, it punches you right in the chops. I recommend using it as your lifeblood for Carpe Diem and enjoy the mother fucking power trip.