Neurot Recordings — Brasil
DEAFKIDS’ «Configuração Do Lamento» is an untamed release, happy to juxtapose monolithic drone riffage with frantic polyrhythmic detours, the band citing the syncopated beats of African drums as a major influence. It is a guttural, scorched mutation of psychedelia, that similar intent of frying the listener's perception, while void of anything approaching earthy wistfulness, wholly fluid in nature, paying no heed to any musical expectations other than the creators own internal logic. A bombardment of clanging percussion sits below relentless guitar battering, and a whole host of electronic tamperings, effects which in practice manage to further confound the proceedings. Using the term psychedelic in the absolute loosest sense is apt, as the band claims that “non-genre genres” are a chief source of inspiration, referencing anything from their own background in punk, right the way through to spiritual jazz, practically any form which allows the artist to experiment with the utter extremes of musical expression.
Brazil’s DEAFKIDS are one of those bands buoyed by a mystic kind of momentum, a ceaselessness whose source lies in some vital, but unknown spring. Their music is a glorious cacophony, a mixture of pummelling Gnod-esque cataclysms and the traditional sounds of their native Brazil and Latin America; it’s a brutal blend of hardcore punk, metal, experimental noise, and a pumping rhythmic vein with its roots in African and Indian polyrhythm. — THE QUIETUS
The act of venturing away from genre restrictions is by no means guaranteed to bring out the best in a hardcore band, but when it comes off it can be exhilarating. The second album by Brazilian trio DEAFKIDS is a fine example of expanded horizons done right. — WIRE
Instrument Of Disciplines / Teratology Sound & Visions — Berlin
Most exciting band from Berlin in a long time! Noisy, blown-to-pieces, nasty hardcore with an eerie resemblance to lo-fi death metal monstrosities such as Necrovore or Nuclear Death, without actually embracing metal as a musical form. It's just the sheer evil and chaos surging from the speakers and literally forcing your face in a pool of rubbish and blood. With only two tapes out and a 7“ coming up next, this merry bunch will torment your existence for a long time still.