I don’t know much about Beta
Satan, except that “girls” is a lot of fun and probably should be played
loud. Loud as fuck, to be precise. A lot of people know about my reluctance
to research bands on the internet, and yes it is true, I am afraid of what I
might find when I type in “Satan”, “Girls” and “beta”. The
“beta” probably won’t do much harm, though. Anyway, Beta Satan sound
like a revved up, bass-heavy, rocking version of Franz Ferdinand at the
beginning, especially because the singer has a decidedly english accent.
That is before they turn it all loose. Then it turns into something as much
fun as the Eagles of Death Metal, only not so cheesy and good. Everything
builds up on big-ass bass riffs and heavy drums, some lines of singing and a
shitload of crazy ideas. Should be Josh Hommes favorite band to get drunk to
and party by now.
See, the Beta Satan is a demon
in the making. It has been assembled to a certain degree and is now let
loose onto the public, the early adopters and primary users, to feedback and
get the bugs out (pun intended, I hope). You can help him by joining his
“Party on the Death Star” and have “Great Moments of Pleasure”. His
main goal in live is clear, as it is stated with the title of this albums:
“girls”. An endless issue of fascination, mystery and enigmatic
behaviour. It is all fun, fun, fun, until daddy takes the smack away. Then
it is all self-built bongs with 82.3 % alcohol moonshine on the horsefarm. I
know how those Scandinavians can drink, if they can afford to. Yeah, fun.
With a label named after a Monthy Phyton joke, what did you expect. One of
the best and most legendary Monthy Python jokes, (“of course, there is a
real dead frog in there”) mind you, but still. Hm, I still wonder if these
dudes are from Denmark or Great Britain, but who cares, really?
On the other hand, if you find
yourself unable to shake your butt to the overspeed bassriff of “Rave
Kenneth”, you better check your pulse. Or the way they trash through a
dozen songs in a little over half an hour, so elegantly yet with so much of
the attitude and charisma of juvenile delinquents. Beta Satan has that
certain groove in its rock that many new rock bands and all Garage rock
bands miss out on. Even when they go into this somehow cubist riff-thing
that has been called post-punk-revival when bands like Franz Ferdinand,
Arctic Monkey and all the other Wire ripoffs were young. (Okay, I just want
to show off how hip I am...) One of their songs that has these
bang-bang-bang rhythms is even called “Math and Chemistry”, and is
either about the way songs like these magically work even though they sound
wrong in the beginning, or about how the singer remembers a girl from
school.
