Thirty Called Arson came out of nowhere in 2002 delivering "You're Only A Rebel From The Waist Downward" and dropping jaws in the process. Their precise musicianship is enough to garner them attention, but when you add it with their devastating music, the result is chaos in CD format: brutally heavy, wildly varied in tempo, and with a skill set that defies categorization. The record makes its anarchistic mess, pauses for a few seconds to admire its destruction and leaves the way it came: to points unknown.
"The album title is a reference to 1984, George Orwell's classic novel, which offers a glimpse into some dystopian future. [Thirty Called Arson] could be its soundtrack. Any Rock Sound reader who has been keeping an eagle eye on the state of American noisecore via Norma Jean or Curl Up and Die will be kicking themselves if they pass up Thirty Called Arson" - Rock Sound
"Brustal metallic hardcore played at blazing speeds with intricate musicianship" - Slug and Lettuce Zine
"Be warned, you will like these guys" - Substance
"a minefield of challenging musical selections designed to tax patience and fray nerves...Thirty Called Arson's playing style is incredibly sharp...impressive." - Terrorizer
"hitting you square across the jaw like a sucker punch from an unruly hardcore kid...this is one band to look out for" - Wonka Vision
"some of the most complicated songs in metalcore, Thirty Called Arson somehow get through them, leaving a trail of destruction behind them" - Impact Press
released February 25, 2003
Produced by Hank Charles and Thirty Called Arson.
Recorded at Valcour Sound in Broken Arrow, OK during Nov 21-24, 2002.
Mastered by Nolan Brett at Crystal Clear Studios in Dallas, TX.
Thirty Called Arson was at the time of this recording:
Zach Updegrove - Vocals
John Moreland - Guitar
Aaron Kennedy - Guitar
Kyle Masters - Bass
Craig Maricle - Drums
supported by 6 fans who also own “You're Only A Rebel From The Waist Downward”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego