Even the most ardent fan couldn’t argue that it’s a stupid name. It conjures up images of a hay-chewin’, one-toothed hillbilly sitting on a porch in Texas asking you to pass him your 750mL Wild Turkey. For the record, Biffy Clyro is a Scottish indie-rock outfit, and their website says that their moniker was chosen so it didn’t “throw up any preconceptions of what the band would look like or sound like.” But I still think it sucks, and am close minded enough to hold it against them. So they’re behind the 8-ball before I’ve even put their third album Infinity Land in my stereo.
Free Download Android Language Project Application more. Which matters little, because it’s a very good album, full of crunchy riffs, shouting and all-round aggression. Not in an “I’m pissed off because my McDonalds was late” way, but in a raw and passionate display of rage which reminds me of (now sadly defunct) Welsh outfit mclusky. Kicking off with over a minute of distorted electronica over a haphazard drum beat, I need to check that I haven’t accidentally switched on Triple J’s Mix-Up.
Third single from Biffy Clyro 2004 album 'Infinity Land'. Biffy Clyro – Living Is A Problem Because Everything Dies The third single taken from the album 'Puzzle' including the singles Semi-mental, Saturday Superhou. The Cure - A Forest (At Night) pre version 1979 Rare. Totally different lyrics, tempo, this is incredible.
But just as I’m beginning to get confused, a loud riff hits – the focal point of UK single Glitter and Trauma. But don’t make any mistakes, Biffy Clyro are not a rock band for metal fans, they’re a headfuckingly loud band for indie kids.
Despite the down-tuned guitars, the constant screaming from vocalist Simon Neil (blessed with one of the finest screams in modern rock) and the ultra slick production, Biffy Clyro owe more to Fugazi and the heavier side of the Pixies than any System Of A Down-esque band you care to mention. Strung To Your Ribcage is a perfect, radio-friendly sample of what Biffy Clyro can achieve – two and a half minutes of tempo changes (from breakneck speed to a slower passage with a surprising amount of “woo-hoo”s), note perfect screams and a singable chorus. Some may say that Green Day’s latest album is ‘epic punk rock’ – they obviously haven’t heard Biffy Clyro. Stark emotion exudes from every track – unbridled ‘suffering for my art’ emotion, which is so intense it becomes uncomfortable to listen to at times. It is no surprise that the band’s signed to Beggars Banquet – home of not only mclusky and the Pixies, but also Cocteau Twins, Amps, This Mortal Coil and Dead Can Dance.