TEDDY UNCHAINED BY P.S. DESTROY THIS

I’m not sure I can recommend Teddy Unchained by P.S. Destroy This to  everyone that follows this blog. It’s not for the faint of heart. I am pretty sure this is the type of music that Tucker Carlson would call satanic ritual and blame the earthquake in Turkey on. And I’m just going to be honest, though I vehemently disagree with anything Mr. Carlson might say, as the mild-mannered man that I am who is as white as Wonder Bread,  this EP really kind of scares me.

But just because I can’t say that it’s not for everyone, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t check it out. But much like we label things radioactive or flammable, take this as a precautionary measure.

The defining characteristic of this EP is dissonance. And they do a great job with it. For those unfamiliar with an exact definition of the word, dissonance is (1) lack of harmony among musical notes; (2) a tension or clash resulting from the combination of two disharmonious or unsuitable elements. Those are the two definitions for the word according to Google, and both perfectly describe this EP.

The three songs have intentional dissonance in the chords and harmonies, and there’s a clear tension between the band and some stupid boy. Whatever it is this boy did, I am sure he deserves it. One does not solicit such rage without at least an equal grievance.

The key distinction here, however, is that word intentional.  The dissonance adds to what they're trying to achieve. That's the crux of so much of punk, despite what a lot of casuals may think. It's what sets this apart from some kids who are angry in a garage (among many other things).

If you need a quick six-minute workout, just throw these three songs on and let the conflict take over your body. Guaranteed you’ll be punching something and sweating up a storm in no time.