Basement Forges A Delivered Promise To Rock Hard

Hailing from Ipswich, England,Basement packs an impressive wallop in just 2:33 with "Promise Everything". Right from the start these guys lay down some incredible guitar thunder and in tantalizing chord change-ups no less. Whoever brought the contraband Jolt Cola to that side of the pond deserves both a little something extra in the pay envelope. Alex Henery tears into his guitar parts and you know he's completely caught up in his band's magic moment. Likewise drummer James Fisher has the vim of a first grader getting into the swing of recess. The percussive patterns he pounds out have you rooting for his band's future prospects. One of the genres Basement happens to be filed under is punk rock. That makes perfect sense to me because pioneer punk rockers The Ramones got a lot communicated in short spans of time. Not only that but Basement has much of the same tightly wound energy synonymous with the genre. It's impressive how the genre has thrived on its say your peace and get out ethos. Flipping over to the lyric sheet there's naughty mischief afoot. Lead vocalist Andrew Fisher knows the lady of his dreams can win him over with a smile and burn him with her eyes simultaneously. He loves her but she tries to kill him every time, not literally of course but the sting of spurned love hurts just the same. At the loosely constructed bridge Duncan Stewart flexes his ample bass muscle. You might call his efforts somewhat of a palate cleanser, a chance to rest following Alex and co-conspirator Ronan Crix's guitar-based frontal assault on the senses. "Promise Everything" comes as close as possible to an abbreviated workout, sweat included. If the promise was to excite audiences via hard driving technical mastery with a dash of romantic intrigue thrown in then Basement kept it in spades.