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Watch the world as it burns around No Warning, the fire churns around the thrashing push to create a confrontational and deliberate attack between the belligerent pummeling that their 2017 release, Torture Culture can create. Watch as not only does the cinder create a mighty rise from the burnt and charred ashes of a shattered split in 2005, which nearly a decade later transpires into one of hardcore’s more open-armed welcomes.
No Warning simply put is tough, the Toronto 416er’s spawned with their last record releasing in 2004, without much noise besides the work of singles and compilation albums. As Torture Culture rears the water-boarded face behind drench bandages and a bloodied demeanor, No Warning is back to fight. With some of the earliest installments of the group defining a new reckoning of thrash in the modern sense, No Warning are officially seasoned in the game. Even with a break in the action between 2005 – 2013, those first ambient sounds of radio crushes and subtle guitar work invoke the magic behind the insanity of a live show.
“Headless” then erupts with the force of 1000 suns, the guitars are in a frenzy and contain more punch than a lit fuse in a firework factory. That’s what makes No Warning such an interesting act to study and listen to is the fact that they are volatile and can overflow at any time. Just as soon as the harsh singing forms over the lightning quick riffs and strength through percussion, the pulverizing power is overtaking as a mighty wave would be. In the first near-four minutes that “Headless” forms, No Warning strikes immediate fear into the hearts and bears witness to the accountability of how blessed a reunion can feel.
Every track inches closer and closer to this cliffside that pressures the listener into an always cornering emotional dissonance. The unstoppable figure, in this case, is No Warning holding no remorse or sense of pity as the gruff punch continues to beat as an always adaptable presence. With “Hell Realm” the curtain draws on the mid-point of Torture Culture and creates this familiar feeling behind the style. Not only have the previous tracks felt like a continuation of each other, running and flowing synonymously in a format that becomes unnoticed, keying together pieces of one large, raging, and burning puzzle.
The measures of engagement that No Warning holds over the listener’s head, creating a dichotomy between the stomping and the mosh pits where there are no laws, no saviors, and certainly no stopping until Torture Culture draws to a final close. Between the right hooks, the uppercuts, and the steel-toed boot assaults, No Warning is surprisingly adventurous and sparks that intrigue in a band that almost seemingly died out among the dwindling ember.
The love from Little Rock, Kari Rose Johnson who is better known by her performing alias Kari Faux is one of the better-kept secrets of hip-hop. A pioneer and one of the leading women in a hook-frenzy with glossed production pieces, Faux is deliberate but understanding. The way that she rides the blissful rhythmic instrumentation from verse to hook captivates, instantly closing the eyes and drifting away to a one-two shuffle.
With her newest piece CRY 4 HELP, she cultivates on all the methods she was releasing previously, but manages to sustain a new model of beauty in only 17-minutes. She performs and effortlessly persuades the listener with her voice of velour, which is still fierce and ready to pounce within a moments notice. As the curtain pulls back to reveal “MEDICATED” where the reverberation on her laugh creates a laidback approach to the simple snare taps and hi-hat rattles. She is in full swing as she repeats “Here we go again, another low again. Here we go again, another high again.” The almost snake-esque shuffles that follow with her sounds are smooth, Faux can turn even the most stressful of situations into what becomes soaring high above the clouds.
CRY 4 HELP touches modern renditions of the secondhand love-making style of RnB. Though Faux may not be an originator of this sound, she does so in a skillfully and
reinvigorating way that resembles the remaking of the wheel. With the progressing track “LEAVE ME ALONE”, CRY 4 HELP is simply monumental with these choruses that exclaim through an unfastened seat-belt level of danger “Don’t hit my line, don’t call my phone. And don’t waste my time, leave me alone.” Faux is doing the mental calisthenics game where she bounces between the grace of chorus and verse structures but does so in perfect finesse.
CRY 4 HELP breaks the rules without breaking a sweat, with Faux as the leading wick to the TNT where emotions explode and melt into the speakers. She is active and from even the first glance, appears in some of the most fantastic fever dreams of Southern belle charm. She can work a crowd through hooks that are as catchy as they are relatable. With complimentary visions that flood into her music; Kari Faux jumps into your heart and bounces out just as quickly as she jumped in, leaving nothing but a hopeful apparition following behind her.
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Produced By: Quelle Chris, Chris Keys
Directed & Animated By: Quelle Chris
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Produced by The FADER
Director: Scott Perry
Producer: Chloe Campion
Executive Producers: Rob Stone, Jon Cohen, Andy Cohn, Anthony Holland, Scott Perry
Senior Production Manager: Madison LaClair
Associate Producer: Claire Lilly
Director of Photography: Frances Chen
Assistant Camera: Aron Romanoff
Production Assistant: Akram “Zulu” Aljabri
Sound Recordist: Miliken Gardner
Photographer: Lauren Gesswein
Editor: Jake Fertig
Title Animations: Nikhil Shah
Colorist: Carlos Flores
Sound Mix: Jake Viator