Unsane – Wreck


Review by Jason Guest

New Yorkers Unsane have been damaging the music scene with their merciless brand of noise rock since 1988. In that time, they have released one great album after another with not one release being in any way subpar, and Wreck – their seventh full length and first in five years – is yet another mighty slab of bilious tirades against the dehumanising and alienating existence of modern society in all its grim, capitalist glory. From the metrical madness of opener ‘Rat’ to the sarcastic laughter of closer ‘Ha Ha Ha’, Wreck is the ruthless realisation that hope and utopia are no more than dreams, fabrications, commodified products that promise much and deliver only disappointment. What remains is what’s here: a vicious and brutally frank depiction of the world behind the thin veil of consumerism.  Their recipe of angry, rumbling bass lines and sharp, crashing drum lines mashed with grisly guitars, grief-stricken melodies, and Chris Spencer’s trademark raging and angst-laced vocals may remain the same, but the result is still potent. If Wreck were a building, it’d be a dilapidated apartment block, its windows broken, the rusted fire-escape hanging precariously from the wall, the rat-infested cellar filled with feculent water, and the one apartment with a floor inhabited by dejected junkies condemned to their lifestyle by the soulless society perched on the horizon, the heads of its many skyscrapers plunged into the polluted clouds that rain down their tantalising apathy upon its populace. Twenty four years in and the themes on Wreck haven’t gone away and so Unsane are as ugly and as relevant as ever, and their abrasive, sarcastic, “told you so” sound remains as harsh as that reality.

8 out of 10


Track Listing:

  1. Rat
  2. Decay
  3. No Chance
  4. Pigeon
  5. Metropolis
  6. Ghost
  7. Don’t
  8. Stuck
  9. Roach
  10. Ha Ha Ha

And if you like Unsane, you may wanna check out bassist Dave Curran’s other band, Pigs’ debut album, You Ruin Everything here.


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