LUNGBUTTER ANNOUNCES APRIL TOUR DATES AND SHARES “MARYLAND” VIDEO
THE TRIO HEADS OVERSEAS FOR THEIR FIRST EUROPEAN DATES, INCLUDING SHOWS IN LONDON, BERLIN, PARIS AND MORE
Montréal trio Lungbutter will be hitting the road this spring for a series of European shows. Following the band’s critically acclaimed Constellation debut Honey, they’ll be taking their visceral guitar/vocal/drum squall to venues throughout Europe this April. Catch them live at the following dates (below).
In anticipation of this upcoming tour, Lungbutter has shared a new video for the song “Maryland”. Produced by long time collaborator ashplains, it’s an abstracted trip through a myriad of textures and liquid whorls that serves as a perfect counterpart for Lungbutter’s blown-out dissonance and grainy bursts of guitar static.
LUNGBUTTER LIVE DATES:
10 April – Antwerp, BE @ Het Bos
11 April – Paris, FR @ Mains d’Oeuvres
13 April – Lyon, FR @ Grnnd Zero
14 April – Lausanne, CH @ Le Bourg
15 April – Geneva, CH @ cave12
18 April – Jena, DE @ Trafo
19 April – Prague, CZ @ Underdogs
20 April – Berlin, DE @ Zukunft am Ostkreuz
21 April – Hamburg, DE @ Hafenklang
23 April – Rotterdam, NL @ WORM24 April – Groningen, NL @ de machinefabriek
25 April – The Hague, NL @ Hot Love26 April – Amsterdam, NL @ OCCII
30 April – London, UK @ The Victoria
Revisit the striking new video for the track: “Curtain” also appearing on their debut album Honey, which came out last year via Constellation. Montréal trio Lungbutter serves up an exhilarating and relentless barrage of astringent noise-punk driven by the ferociously wide-screen tri-amped guitar squall of Kaity Zozula, the brawny pummel of Joni Sadler’s drums, and the wry subliminal/phenomenological sing-speak of vocalist Ky Brooks. Brooks, Sadler and Zozula have all been mainstays of the vibrant experimental noise/rock community in the city for several years, having put in time as members of numerous bands including Femmaggots, Harsh Reality, Caymans, Nennen, Wreckage With Stick and Nag – as well as the Misery Loves Company tape label, La Plante collective, and the campus/community radio station CKUT. Lungbutter has been their main jam for a while, playing frequently in Montréal and with sporadic excursions to DIY spaces around eastern North America.
Honey is their first full-length album, following the self-released Extractor cassette EP from 2014, which Big Takeover described as “thick neanderthal sludge, stream of consciousness yelps over lawnmower riffs, a dweeb-metal triumph” and Weird Canada praised as “confident, artful, intense”. Lungbutter’s minimal guitar-drums-voice configuration is rooted in a visceral, ascetic punk idiom, refracted variously by free-noise, sludge rock and slowcore. Zozula marshals chaotic motifs of full-spectrum distorto-guitar, occupying a huge tonal space from low-end bass to paint-peeling treble, redolent of blown-out Melvins/Flipper fuzz and equally indebted to the frenetic dissonance of Keiji Haino or Merzbow (as in the thrilling passages of warped noise on “Solar” or “Veneer”). Song structures coalesce around guitar riffs of shifting tempos and the backbone of Sadler’s muscular, deliberate drums, while Brooks’ voice – at once mantric and declarative – deconstructs one brilliant lyrical theme after another, dancing along the knife-edge of dispassionate acerbic examination and wide-eyed cathartic revelation. On Honey, live favourite “Vile” glories in a swampy martial stomp before lifting off into its propulsive, danceable stride. The slow burn of “Intrinsic” finds a doomy three-note pattern of guitar crud and slow, caustic vocal lines to build thick tension, careening towards explosive release punctuated by Brooks’ most impassioned and full-throated shouts. “Honey” and “Veneer” are both marked by guitar intros highlighting Zozula’s marvelously biting tone and technique, with buzzsaw static and freeform noise workouts prefacing the lurch into pounding primeval beats, the likes of which also drive standout tracks “Solar”, “Flat White” and “Dépanneur Sun”. Honey is 33 minutes of satisfyingly searing, sharp-as-tacks, scum-tainted art-rock from one of the city’s finest and most uncompromising bands.