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Music Style
Alternative, Punk, Metal, Arab, Techno, Acid rock |
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Musical Influences
Hermins Hermits, Molly Hatchett, Boston |
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Similar Artists
nobody we are completely original |
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Group Members
Nick Muzyka - Bass, Olab Gurkinweiss - Lead and Rhythm Guitars, My Father Boris - Lead and Rhythm Guitars, Viktor Hirshfeld Trachsak - Percussion, Thornton Knutsik Erickson - sound effects, remote control |
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Instruments
guitars, drums, remote control, synthesizers, bass guitar |
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Albums
44 Minutes of Pure Crap |
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Press Reviews
"Some of the most baffling music ever recorded."
- Currency Music Review
The first thing that struck me as odd from Chernobyl's debut release, "44
Minutes of Pure Crap" - aside from the self-effacing title- was a credit on the
inside sleve: "Thornton Knutsik Erikson- Percussion, Effects, Remote Control".
How, I asked myself, does one play the remote control? Somehow, Erikson pulls it
off, as does the rest of the band: bassist/frontman Nikolay Muzyka, guitarists
Olab Gurkinweiss and My Father Boris, and drummer Viktor Hirschfeld Traschsak.
The remote control makes its appearance on "Nicks Acid Trip" the band's first single. It is sandwiched by the unique and often nonsensical guitar
work of Gurkinweiss and Boris. In this song alone the inspiration of Herman's
Hermits and Molly Hatchet is glaringly apparent.
Traschsak shows his penchant for unorthodox drumming throughout the album, most
notably on "Viktor's Hot Plate" - an enigma of a title if there ever was one -
and "Hats Off to Igor Stravinsky", a befuddling tribute to the late Russian
composer.
Muzyka brings to this table the same wondrous arranging abilities that brought
him fame in the Russian club scene during the 1980s. His steady hand guides
sure-fire crowd-pleasers such as "Gorky Park Massacre" - "Crap"'s aggressive,
riot-inducing opener - and "The Day Lenin Fell Out of the Sky", a mournful nod
to the fallen Mir space station.
The album standout is by far "The Bread Line", a brief yet brilliant piece that
is laiden with baffling Hindu riffs. The origin and inspiration of the song are
as unclear as the meaning of the title, but little on this album is completely
clear. But nothing needs to be clear, or to even make sense, for this effort to
work. It just does.
The album closes with "Stalin's Stool", a three part, fourteen minute
masterpiece laced with acidy, psychidelic and mind-numbing guitar. The song,
like the album, is one that does not seem to want to end, and the listener will
be greatly saddened when this 44 minutes has run its course.
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Location
Brooklyn, NY - USA |
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