Acumen Nation What the Fuck
By Marcus Pan
Ac·u·men - n. -
Quickness, accuracy, and keenness of judgment or insight. Acumen Nation,
therefore, is a keen and accurate government. Sarcasm, surely, as the name of
their CD is What the Fuck, which makes me think that the whole idea of a
national acumen on any level is Utopian idolatry at best and pure fantastical
pipe dreaming at worst. Youd think, therefore, Acumen Nations
What the Fuck is therefore going to be a lot about governments being
stupid. Quite possible, but Im too busy slamming to the heavy barrage of
this record to worry overmuch about lyrical content. Its grooving.
This CD is actually, rather than a new release per-se, a
collection of the past ten years of Acumen Nations previous six albums.
The first two tracks are 2005 releases The Wreck of Us and
Lifes Last Breath with guest vocalists Eric Powell (16 Volt) and
Lucia Cifarelli (KMFDM). Thats a helluva highlight right there, kiddies.
The less-than-a-month-ago release date of What the Fuck crops up on
WTII Records, a label that Ive been digging for some time now.
The CD will go backwards in time with little exception (the
Pretty Like a Porn Star closing the album from 1998 though) running
through Acumen Nations catalog of bests. You can see, for example, how
the 2003 The Paralysis is Real track is a bit more guitar than the
industrial of the previous two 05ers synthetic movements.
Its funny how as we move back in time we get more futuristic pulses
sounding in the music. A nice, if strange, nuance to What the Fuck.
Bastard vs Monster Zero is a cool track, sounding
like one of those super cheesy B-level martian action movies with warpy sound
effects and a crazy beat. Its the 1950s trying to sound 2050s. Fuck
Yer Brains Out is complete drum n bass (and I dare you to keep
up the pace to this BPM monster). The deep growled bass line is especially
crunchy and tasty. Revelations per Minute show Acumen Nations
prowess at the drum n bass breakbeat schtick, with its consistently
changing rhythms to which spit lyrics are hammered like verbal crucifixions.
Queener is strange, sometimes annoying and does this
by combining a sweetened synth melody with a hardcore guitar thrash. No Arms
No Legs is a funky 2005 track with smooth double-bass drum rolls and, as is
typical with Acumen Nation, heavy-handed drumming and spit lyrics. I dig it for
its smoothness and the way the lyricals will hook up with the drumming to
become part of the rhythmic backing itself.
I like What the Fuck, because while it can solidly
stand amongst the industrial, cyberpunk and rivethead scenes, it will step
lightly into other genres like trance, early synth-based Euro-industrial, metal
and thrash. All while still being a solid industrial CD. Its
also quite nice to see a decade-long movement of a bands career, with
tracks picked well that clearly show transgressions, inclusions and deletions
in their overall style as we move backwards in time to the sound of their
phenomenal beat tracks.
WTII Records, LLC
Post: PO Box 13495, Chicago, IL, 60613, USA
Phone: (773) 989-4317
 I am SO kicking with getting these reviews
done. You should be either very proud of me or, if female, suck me off or
something in appreciation. Probably while Im continuing to write reviews
so I dont fall behind.
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