16601593_775792425902211_5709475709513316526_oThe post-genre musical world is a fantastic place. If punk broke the dominance of the powers-that-be, who largely played by the rules then the period that followed created all sorts of musical tribes and generic affiliations and it is possibly only in the last decade that we have seen a return to punks disregard for musical convention. We now have music being made by a wave of people who are less about ripping up the rulebook but instead have grown up totally unaware that there even was one. It means that wonderful musical gene splicing experiments are the norm, different genres can infect each other to create strange new sonic Chimera, it is a world where anything goes, it is the world built for the music of I, Symptom.


Triple Exclamation Mark is the perfect musical storm, one that welds rock urgency onto ecstatic dance grooves, matches speed-fuelled synths against incendiary garage rock guitars, is both claustrophobic and atmospherically glitchy and results in a song that is as muscle bound and robust as it is infectious and euphoric.

Genres, labels and musical tribal allegiances are things of the past, a pre-enlightenment way of operating, and a folly of the past. Take away the strictures of tradition and expectation and the results can be truly astonishing.


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