motheater

Seeing Michael Reisinger without his hands down his pants is like attending a birthday party without cake. Motheater's unabashed vocalist has made the dirty deed a staple live -- one that's immodestly hard to pry your eyes from. Reisinger says its an entirely subconscious, I'm-just-totally-lost-in-the-moment thing. Whatever the case, it's the perfect metaphor for the band's self-indulgent and impetuous hardcore. On its debut full-length, With the Golden Dawn Upon Us We Knew Our Love Was Doomed, motheater abandons the overly ambitious marathon songs found on its earlier demo tapes in favor of more concise, head-spinning heavy rock. With an overwrought yell that hurts the heart, Reisinger's vocals are balanced by Eamon Tewell's poker-faced drumming in a coalescence of clandestine emotion that erupts over Kevin Richards's and Weston Wilson's incendiary fretwork. There's something to be said for keeping your hands to yourself.