Chaos, Beauty & Musical Evolution: On The Wane's Schism

               Like a Deleuzian rhizome, On The Wane perfects and fractures darkgaze sonic booms, as if the band's own bodies were tethered to the sounds themselves, a rhythmic pulse of city pounding dissonance and magical cohesion, all cohabiting in the same singular space of post-punk, call-it-what-you-will, it simply works. On Sultry Song there is a feel of the barely controlled chaos of The Birthday Party and Lydia Lunch's Queen of Siam, yet all distinctly brewed in newly woven and then shredded high octane musical muscle.

Truth Isn't Bright, a softer side of the band, is a shimmering  Cocteau Twins-esque shoegaze chant, with Sonic Youth/Bad Seeds abandoned factory guitar moans like a gothic guttural Elvis. Part post apocalyptic, and at times even oddly psycho-billy, On The Wane is an experience to be had, one of sonic transformation. They are less interested in repeating familiar forms than in constantly re-calibrating chaos into beauty, evolution and experimentation as both glue and unbinding agent.

"The human race is going down" undoubtedly, and to a soundtrack for the end times. On The Wane is the best musical side car driver around. The Doom Generation for the 21st century, a Gregg Araki industrial convulsion, spooky, spectacular, and always unexpected. "I'll set your house on fire," this music is not fucking around, all the more reason to love it.


Schism, by On The Wane is available now via Bandcamp
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