Ultrapop＜Colored Vinyl/限定盤＞

Since emerging in 2009, the Armed have released three innovative and often impenetrable albums that show little interest in adhering to the traditional punk rock idiom. The bands recalcitrant nature -- outlandish stunts, performance art pieces, and general media misdirection -- has kept them in the headlines, but they have yet to cast a line into the mainstream. True to form, Ultrapop sees the anonymous and anachronistic Detroit-based collective deliver a dizzying 12-song set that pairs glitchy and discordant soundscapes and adenoid-tearing vocals with melodies that run the gamut from apocalyptic to downright majestic. Commencing with the lush title cut, which falls somewhere between the nightmarish AI-metal of Poppy, the narcotic dream pop of Mercury Rev, and the genre-less outflow of the groups closest stylistic contemporary, Fucked Up, Ultrapop gets down to business with haste. The band cycles through genres like theyre being chased by death itself, leaving in their wake a street strewn with the remnants of noise-rock, hardcore, garage punk, electronicore, pop, and post-punk. The kinetic All Futures and Masunaga Vapors mirror the unpredictable urban punk emissions of Scotlands Young Fathers, while the knotty Big Shell and Real Folk Blues evoke the socio-political art-punk of Crass. That being said, those comparisons are merely touchstones, as the Armeds particular brand of maximalist experimental pop feels vital and rooted in the current zeitgeist. Aptly named, Ultrapop administers a constant barrage of sonic information that shows no delineation between discomfort, reassurance, pain, or pleasure. ~ James Christopher Monger