ANTONIUS BLOCK – I dated the devil

(CD, Trost)

The first sounds on this CD are a guitar lick that sounds like Steve Albini playing a minimal ripoff of Angus Young and me thinks “Me likey”. Then the female singer says “I was dating the devil, for way too long, We spend to much time together, I broke off his horns.” And on and on in a mixture of nursery rhyme and new New York-ish noiserock that I think “If they keep up this Patti Smith doing Karen O during most parts of the record and convince me that they can pull if off live as well, I might contemplate going to shows again.” Yes, Antonius Block does that to you, jumping to conclusion and fast forwarding your own thoughts, so you jump ahead of yourself unable to rewind or remember how you wound up where you are now. Where are we now?

I see planerides, dhingy rehearsal rooms, notebooks with plenty of scribbles and art shows. I haven’t seen the Ingmar Bergman movie “The Seventh Seal” from 1957 but it sounds impressive. Aknight comes back from a crusade and in the face of religious craze, pest and pain meets death in person. So they play chess and as long as the game takes, the knight may live on and search for god. The game of chess as a symbol for the neverending search for god aka meaning in live aka something to hold on to while being lost in space. The same issues then, back in the 14th century and right here and now. If god is dead and satan is dead, then the only deity left over (at least in western religions) is death. And at the end, death always wins. What did you expect? A happy end?

This life is mainly about pain, as mankind has known for a few thousand years, and why should it be any different now. Just yesterday I read an article that said our society is heading back into a new medieval time. Most people treat electricity, television, computers and the internet as magical things, obeying their entire lives to them as if they were necessary without understanding anything about them. A rich class of elite citizens is building, who have all the rights, money and power (the latter two being equal eventually) and a mass of de-powered people kept in chains and slaving their lives away for the bare necessities of living. Generation practicant is just a starting point.

That seem to be focal points in the way Tina Schule perceives the word as well, or so I guess. Antonius Block revolves around the lyrics of Schule and the unique guitar work of Jorge Docouto Parreira with changing drummers and sometimes bass players and the will to keep things simple, small, changing, challenging and meaningfull. Musically Antonius Block ride a happy horse. They dangle into math rock and noise rock usually connected to the dark urban city canyons of New York without losing that nice and friendly lo-fi atmosphere. Recorded by Steve Albini this could be a killer band, or sounding like a bunch of others, because at the moment they are keeping it true to what three people can do on stage as well. More production means more lying. So more like Dogma-movie than Bergman after all?

Within the songs they spread ideas and melody lines with the same fun and carelessness that makes the sketches by Scout Niblett so adorable. From the boom-chickie-boom country guitar line in “Full Bottles” to the kid’s song of “Müde bin ich” or the free form rap “I won’t love” accompanied by guitar screams, there is just so much on this record. Oh yeah, and “Thanks” might be the weirdest love song I have heard in a long time. Makes relationships sound like drug addiction. Well, chemically it is, I know, but those scientists don’t have all the truths either. Better ask an artist. Better not ask the devil, he might invite you to a game of chess.
www.trost.at
10/2006