New sounds from close to home
YOUNG ADULTS BLACK HOLE
It’s barely been a year since the two Villón brothers — singer-guitarist Chris and drummer Kurt — teamed with bassist Demitri Miró, dubbed themselves Young Adults, and self-released a demo last January that more than hinted at some compellingly corrosive chemistry at work: a compressed-yet-sweeping blitzkrieg of art-damaged noise the trio liked to call “ambient punk.’’ Now back from a Brighton studio and armed with their first full-length LP, this time properly recorded by engineer Justin Pizzoferrato (Sonic Youth/Free Kitten/Dinosaur Jr.), Young Adults suddenly seem all, uh, grown up. But they haven’t grown out of their good taste (Mission of Burma, Hüsker Dü, Polvo, etc.) or their thirst for decibel-heavy drama, wind-tunnel vocals, and a textured sonic universe. You can touch the glorious roar of “Wasting Time,’’ or walk through its spiked, glittering gates of steel and electricity. Silver sheets of blistering guitar coat the Burma-esque “Life Under Review’’ as it surges and pummels forward. The buried-under-a-billion-layers bustle of “Black Surf’’ sounds a little something like the B-52’s reimagined by Shellac or the Jesus Lizard. And the gang’s trenchant cover of the Wipers’ “Over the Edge’’ well suits a band disciplined enough to walk up to that edge and linger there, with the thrill and threat of a free-fall always at hand.
Young Adults host a record-release show at Great Scott tomorrow with Girlfriends, Doomstar!, and Earthquake Party!