(Review of The Bastard Suns & No Fuego "Dropping Expectations")
To me, splits have always been an interesting concept. Instead of going the normal route of releasing an individual EP, a band, or label, decides to release an album with songs from two separate bands. More often than not the split seems to fall on its face. Whether it be because of a weaker band or a clashing of styles, it is sometimes fairly obvious they should have simply been released individually. However, every now and then a split will be released by two bands that seem to complement each other perfectly, such as the Hot Water Music & Leatherface split released some time ago. This, of course, brings me to Dropping Expectations by The Bastard Suns & No Fuego.
The Bastard Suns are the first half of the 14 track Dropping Expectations. And, to be completely honest, I wasn’t expecting much from them. Luckily it didn’t even take the entirety of the first track, “My Pint,” to prove me wrong. The Bastard Suns do for reggae-influenced punk music what The Flatliners do for ska-influenced punk. That is to say, while they don’t exactly do anything new, they take a hybrid style of music and do a more than respectable job with it. I admittedly have a soft spot for bands that blend different genres together successfully, but they just do it so well. Instead of walking the line between the respective genres, The Bastard Suns are not afraid to speed things up like the better punk bands; nor are they shy to lean heavily on their reggae influence. It is nearly impossible to guess where they’re going to go with a song, but it will no doubt be a lot of fun figuring it out.
Lead vocalist Clayton Hiers has a great voice, and what’s more he seems to have mastered the subtle nuances of changing his voice to fit the music. This, obviously, comes in handy with the type of music his band plays. On the beginning track “My Pint” he has a strong resemblance to Alex Brugge of Angel City Outcasts, whereas on the later reggae-influenced tracks the comparison would not be near as apt. Lyrically, the band once again shows their ability to seamlessly change things up. Often, sometimes in the same song, they’ll go from the fun “drinking” lyrics to the more socially-conscious lyrics often found in punk bands and are all the better for it.
While I would like to spend more time on The Bastard Suns, there is another band on this album. It just took me a while to figure that out, because I was too busy replaying the first half of the album. No Fuego are yet another hybrid band, but this time they play the bagpipe-laden celtic punk much like The Dropkick Murphys. And they start off with a bang. “Savvi” is a fun song that had me pumped up for the rest of the album. Unfortunately, after that song the quality drops off quite a bit. For one thing, they never seem quite sure just what to DO with the bagpipe. This is kind of odd, seeing as how it’s one of the major points of the band. In a few of the songs it just seems to sit there in the background, existing for the sole reason of giving the bagpipe player something to do. Some of the lyrics are not particularly great, and sometimes they seem to get in the way of the song.
This is where the difficulty with splits comes into play. I have a feeling if No Fuego were on a different album I would have a much more positive tone to my review of them. They’re really not a bad band; in fact I enjoy their half of the album. But they are, by far, outshined by The Bastard Suns and it reflects badly on them. So, while they show a lot of potential, I don’t see myself going past their first song on the album often. I suppose that means the split is a success; it introduced me to two bands I had previously never heard of and made me very interested in their future output. Really, I don’t think much more could be reasonably asked for.
Punk rock extraordinaires This one sent me back to my house party days. No Fuego, are punk rock extraordinaires - their reputation preceded their arrival at Rooster’s Saturday night. I’d read a very enthusiastic review a couple months back and had picked up a copy of their split LP at their label mate’s, the Bastard Suns, show. But nothing really compares to a live show though. The group members, who have been playing together for about three years, say that they have bonded over their mutual love for whiskey and punk.
Straight out of Baton Rouge, La., these guys have an incredible sound.
Walking across the packed parking lot at Rooster’s, it was hard not to smile when the unusual drone of bagpipes came flooding out of the open doors. Coupled with the sounds of loud, dirty guitars, it was obvious that No Fuego was doing something special inside.
Straight out of Baton Rouge, La., these guys have an incredible sound, the likes of which inspire newly minted fans all over the Southeast to dance and jump around indiscriminately. Signed to Unable Records, an independent label stationed out of Jacksonville, Fla., the group has put out a full length album, “Always Outnumbered,” and a few EP’s.
For those of you who’s Spanish is a bit rusty, ‘No Fuego’ translates to ‘no fire’. I’m sure that there is a pun there, something about their intensity and how hot their show was, but all are undeserving clichés. Simply said, they were a rowdy group of nice seeming fellas whose passion for alcohol-infused music has made them one of the best groups touring the Southeast today.
Unfortunately, No Fuego won’t be playing Auburn again soon, but they have numerous dates around the Southeast, so make sure to check out their MySpace for tunes and tour dates.
