September 14, 2006

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Seemless, What Have We Become
Equal Vision Records, 2006

In case you’re looking for a sub-genre worth encouraging with your record-buying dollar, a noteworthy set of indie bands are toiling away at CSI-ing Soundgarden’s street-metal bailiwick from the days of Badmotorfinger. Far out in front of this pack is End of Level Boss, who rip up anything-goes jams remindful of the debut Sabbath album (school kids who stick to the oldies for lack of anything modern that profoundly shreds, this is your band), as opposed to Grand Magus’ meathead-metal, which earns its cool solely through their singer’s dead-nuts cloning of Cornell’s murderous holler. Western Massachusettsans Seemless fall somewhere between the two, running straight at “Rusty Cage” with arms flailing upon intro track “In My Blood” and generally mushing Badmotorfingerness into the public proboscis with malice aforethought. The main ingredients, then, are familiar — Cornell-like yelling, Leslie West signature moves by way of Tony Iommi — but the band’s secret weapon is infrequent use of Rage Against the Machine wrecking-ball bounciness, now past its sell-by date but always a devastating touch. B-

— Eric W. Saeger