kato buried with the rain green vinyl
Presenting Kato a young up and coming snarly beast of a band, two halves presented in a 11 minute under the floor boards master piece,
the a-side is a shuddering beast, the music= dark,bleak,punishing and claustriphobic, ruined and buried in a white noise back drop...flip the beast over for a lewd acts,full of hell inspired punk blaster...Presented on clear green vinyl in a sparse art sleeve....Kato's scattershot 2012 debut Came With Nothing / Left With Nothing was a noisy, relentless amalgamation of what seemed like so many styles and genres, stifling you from every which way with dozens of sonic arrangements inspired by early hardcore, sludge-tinted post-metal and European screamo. It was a blistering display of raw talent no doubt, but an argument could be made for the record trying to cover too much ground. Here on Buried With The Rain, and armed with an additional maturity and a greater vision, Kato still display that penchant for diverse and experimental song structures, but cleverly avoid the pitfall of sacrificing cohesion to allow for it.
Take 'Yet His Shadow Still Looms', a gloomy bottom-of-the-ocean opener which sways from a distortion-heavy doom riff into a Russian Circles-esque cannon of propulsive guitars and bass, occasionally stopping for breath in the form of clean, forboding interludes. In a final wave of dissonance, heavy blackened vocal screams pierce through the mire, draining the last remaining specks of colour from the dark, cold canvas. You're let down gently with a couple of light guitar picks, but in a track that barely surpasses four minutes, your skull is still jolted in an eyebrow-raising number of sonic directions.
Likewise, 'And All The Rats Still Gather' sets a suffocating scene before unleashing a barrage of distortion and tangible anger. A low ambience and that not-so-original Oppenheimer quote rumble on before eventually making way for some seriously impactful percussion and frantic riffage, this time joined immediately by those hopelessly moving screams. 'Dust of Earth' cranks the voltage even higher, introducing some crushing blast beats into the now familiar blend of high/low, stop/start dynamics. In a rare moment of decipherability, a ferocious cry of 'Remind me, that all I'm worth is worthless flesh and bone' is even heard, as if any more layers of depressingly thick smog were needed.
Whilst Buried With The Rain only runs for three tracks and comes in at a breezy 15 minutes, the sheer emotive power that Kato manage to conjure in that time is remarkable for a band with only a handful of tracks to their name. It's a heavy, rough listen at the best of times; uncompromising even, but one that masterfully unites a blackened hardcore sound with the pulsating qualities of post-metal and sludge. I suppose the question now is whether Kato can sustain such a dystopian aesthetic for an entire full-length, but then again, perhaps they're content to just rattle a few cages in short, sporadic bursts.here