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Artist
Grafton
12+ albums
stonerDead Canary Records
about
Come close, dearest fucko, and dig the old, smelly breed: Grafton. But before we start, let’s have a pop quiz, for we are all thinking adults, schooled, literate beings, are we not? To you I pose the following query: What is the sound of desperation? Nay, not desperation as in “I neeeeeed to be heard above the mountain of dunggg otherwise known as ‘modern music’.” Nor even desperation in the form of “I’m filled with angst because I’m in a fight with my special lady and it’s really tearing me up inside and I gotta get it out, bro.” Grafton shit out that sort of turd a decade ago into a broken toilet in some dude’s house who let them stay there after a gig one night. Theirs is more of the end-of-the-line, don’t have a hell of a lot to fucking live for but this, desperation. Many try, very few can lay claim to it. This beast, Jumpstart Wire, you have in your possession, is the sound of unhinged desperation. And forget that band of British tarts from a while back, when Lou Poster screams on “Never Had Less” --- that is the real primal scream, Nigel. For, truth be told, Grafton have lived the uncherished life since forming a decade ago: they’ve been shat upon, fired, stranded, frozen out, stiffed, seen friends die, been passed over by better looking bands, and all those hard knocks add up to the furious snort contained herein. If one must suffer for his art, it could be argued you hold the MagnafuckingCarta here, Nadine. Ah yes, the sound, what of the sound? Critical Theory is bui
