Listening to Truck Violence’s debut record Violence has my mind’s eye traveling in the eye of a sonic tornado that’s ripping across plains, through forest, under pavement, and in the dirt. This isn’t music that can be pinned down genre-wise, so I’ll describe it as dissonant hardcore punk on a permanent emotional noise rock breakdown. From song to song, I find myself contemplating the tragedies and little sadnesses I’ve navigated both in sobriety and in a state of complete numb. Truck Violence feels like a wailing multi-ton mangled metal machine crashing into my chest but in the best way possible, like I’ve never been alone no matter how lonely I’ve felt. Violence just got a vinyl pressing via Mothland and Southern Lord so pick it up while it lasts. Check out the record and their videos below.
There is little modern music taking an honest look at the Western Canadian countryside, tackling themes such as addiction, abuse and dysfunction. Truck Violence’s first album does just that, uniquely capturing this involuted setting through a wide lens to both contextualize and emphasize what it means to be overwhelmed, to feel shame, to struggle with self-destructive ways, to thrust oneself into art as an escape.
