Artist: Drunkdriver/Mattin
Album: List Of Profound Insecurities 12"
Release: 2009
Label: Badmaster

Tracklist:

1. Side A
2. Side B

Download: zip (flacs)


A Fearless Foot and an Unscrupulous Mind (A Scream from the Extremity) by Ludwig Fischer, Machete vol. 1 NO 3 December 2009


freezey

Quite frankly, this might be the single most legitimately terrifying piece of music I've ever heard.

I played the A-side on the radio once. The only comments I got were as follows:

"That's it, music is over. You hear that? Music, torn apart at the seams. Go home, folks."

and

"It reminds me of an LP of car crash recordings my dad used to have."



Volcanic Tongue (Glasgow)

TIP OF THE TONGUE
11 October 2009

Drunkdriver/Mattin
List Of Profound Insecurities
Badmaster BM-0017

Edition of 500 copies collaboration LP that pairs the brutal single braincell/single riff attack of New York’s sludge/blues/metal behemoths Drunkdriver with the scalpel sharp noise provocations of Mattin of Billy Bao etc. Drunkdriver accelerate through a couple of decades of deformed rock/roll excess like a ten ton juggernaut, flatlining the furious acid-punk of The Butthole Surfers, the hardcore holocaust of No Fucker, the sociopathic Stooges-redux of Brainbombs, the post-Sabbath/imploding universe style of Jutok Kaneko’s Kousokuya and the extreme No Wave experiments of groups like Demo Moe. Indeed, Demo Moe’s classic Demolish NYC LP (which you obviously own) is perhaps the closest comparison to the Industrial-scale free rock violence of List Of Profound Insecurities. Drunkdriver are at their sludgiest, their greasiest, with massively heavy riffs nailed to the floor by a drummer with the attitude of an Asheton, nodding-out behind the beat, utilising staccato machine-gun repeats, suddenly waking up and charging at 100mph into the fray. The vocals sound somewhere between Nate Young of Wolf Eyes and a hardcore remix of something offa Basil Kirchin’s Worlds Within Worlds and Mattin does his best to further dislocate the instrumental logic, dropping in bass-heavy tones that make the guitar assaults sound like torrential bombards and cutting up tracks so they unfold like mazes, cutting-off in mid-stream, breaking down to slow vocals, collapsing into stuck grooves. A superbly primitive/complex punk rock charge. Embossed black-on-black sleeves, mastered and cut by Rashad Becker in Berlin. Highly recommended.



SS Records (Sacramento)

A pairing only some demented fuck would dream up and one that totally blows that shit Alec Empire + Brainbombs garbage out of the fucking lake! Take Drunkdriver's loud, angry, churning riffs and fuck them by Mattin, this sounds like Billy Bao being shot into outer fucking space. Excellent. 500 made.
Scott Soriano


Emotionally Voided

A 20 minute juggernaut engineered for maximum destruction. I asked a friend if he had heard this LP yet and he told me that he was avoiding it because he felt that drunk driving was nothing to make light of. I was a bit taken aback by that comment as it's obvious to me that Drunkdriver are deathly serious about what they're doing, in a total bloodletting sort of way. I view their stance as one akin to fellow noise rock deconstructionists The Austerity Program. It seems both of these bands would push you down a flight of stairs and then sneer at you from above. This is some mean, sweaty, raging noise ROCK. And that's just Drunkdriver on their own. On this LP they're collaborating with whooshing hell-monger Mattin (of his own devices as well as frontman for Billy Bao) and the result is a similar to the pairing of Pyramids and Nadja-a pure collaborative effort wherein the individual contributions become invisible and the whole becomes something larger and more encompassing than either participant could produce on their own. In short, these two entities were meant to work together. And fuck, is it ever an exhausting workout. Two sides of wax that don't ever let up, offering no mercy and serving up a gurgling torrent of adrenaline fueled blood and spite, cloaked in blankets of brutal repetition and howls of unbridled electricity. It's unhinged, totally chaotic but completely mind-numbing. Think Brainbombs meets Lightning Bolt and you're almost there. It's that frenzied, that crazy, that violent, that cathartic, that unnerving and it fucking ROCKS. It's like some noiseberry crumble served up on a plate of puke and spit and the moment you take a bite someone's going to hit you over the head with a hammer. This is revolutionary stuff, and again, much too much too short, but i don't how much of this you could really withstand. Do you relish the idea of having your head smashed against a wall over and over and over until it's a mushed up pulp of gray brain and clotting blood? Probably not. But those 20 minutes when it's happening are fucking beautiful.

Yellow Green Red (USA)

I bagged pretty hard on the latest Billy Bao album, and rightfully so, but Mattin has certainly redeemed himself with this Drunkdriver collaboration. I haven’t previously heard any Drunkdriver recording that truly walloped me over the head like I assume was their intent, but List of Profound Insecurities changes things. The first side comes in quiet before bursting into a non-stop noise barrage; no riffs, just wailing feedback and frightening squeals over drummer Jeremy Villalobos’ freight-train patterns. Sounds like vocalist Michael Berdan is doing his best “say hello to my lil’ friend!” impression the whole time, which I dig. About halfway through some thick toneless bass rudely plops itself into the mix and we’ve graduated from violent noise-rock to violent noise. The b-side churns things at a slower pace with equally satisfying results and some high-pitched hearing-test tones testing your mettle. Imagine a more coherent and dirtier Aufgehoben or if Air Conditioning stuck with the PSF vibe for more than their debut. I’ll admit, I was surprised, but it’s really that good.



The Fader (USA)

Freak Scene #45: New Records, Old Memories

In this week’s Freak Scene, Jamie Johns takes on three new records that have captured her attention—slabs by Drunkdriver, perennial Freak Scene favorites Emeralds and Li Jianhong.


Drunkdriver and Mattin – A List of Profound Insecurities 12-inch (Badmaster/Suicide Tax)

The prospect of Mattin and Drunkdriver joining together, two groups with decidedly divisive live experiences, made me almost uncomfortably giddy. Park Slope parents probably felt the same amount of glee when they heard Pavement was getting back together. A List of Profound Insecurities is far from being a feel good record but I must admit that it felt incredibly good putting this record on and having it be so loud. That a vinyl record can be mixed so loudly bodes well for the future of this world and I do not think this record would be as successful as it is if it didn’t abuse and blow out your speakers the way it does. The volume is as essential as the music. Side A, where the vitriol really flows, is as harsh and caustic (and good) as any “noise” recording I have heard this year. Kristy Greene’s guitar playing mixes in with whatever it is Mattin is doing here to create a heavy wall of noise din, which is at times almost physically overwhelming. How Jeremy Villalobos played this fast will remain a mystery in my mind. Drunkdriver singer Michael Berdan retches out words, if they can be called that. The cover is adorned with what we can assume are the list of profound insecurities mentioned in the title. These range from the typical – death of parents, addiction – to the startling – true autonomy, reliance on the hope of a complete social/economic collapse as reason to not do anything of real substance. This adds a whole layer of discomfort to an already intense listening experience. For some, including myself, the uncomfortable music experience is the most rewarding and this record lives up to that. I am sure someone somewhere is playing this to annoy their neighbors.

Drunkdriver almost caused me physical harm at WFMU Fest and lead singer Michael Berdan’s microphone was cut off, while Mattin, also in Billy Bao, berated the audience at No Fun Fest for their sexism, racism, and white nerdism. You can purchase A List of Profound Insecurities from Badmaster Recordshere. They are playing with Pissed Jeans on October 30th at Le Pouisson Rouge. I hope someone flips over one of those fancy tables.

Still Single (NYC)

The best noise/heavy rock collaboration, from a time in history where power electronics and rock bands were not often commonplace, from an Alchemy Records compilation entitled Arijigoku Battle Royal that, at one point, finds Subvert Blaze flanked by Hijokaidan for a live cover of “21st Century Schizoid Man.” At the time change, it sounds like someone is being electrocuted, and this noise persists throughout most of the rest of the track; a brutal derailment but a miracle to watch as it crashes. One would figure more bands would try this, but most realize that it’s difficult to harness one in the service of the other, and the noise usually wins out anyway. These two releases celebrate modern success within this endeavor, something that has been simmering in the collective consciousness of the hyper-aware for some time and is finally bearing sick, gray, rotted fruit.

Throughout late last year and early into this one, Brooklyn’s Drunkdriver had temporarily shacked up with conceptual musician Mattin (responsible for those Billy Bao records), who had manipulated the band somewhat in their work together. I’ve never seen their shows be more violent or full of darkness as when Mattin joined them, be it smearing his blood on audience members, or watching Berdan separate all the muscles from his shoulder to chest from jumping up on a PA column. The rock approach to Kristy Greene’s guitar playing had been subsumed by uglified black waves of churn and it felt like the ground was going to open up under them. The bad vibes are more cleanly merged on A List of Profound Insecurities, a 20-minute exploration which finds the band more locked in than ever, and skirting around volume shifts, laptop noise explosion, and guitar piercing through it. There is a little more method here than may need to be, but it’s so goddamn bleak and nihilistic, loaded with good parts scattered Chrome-like all over the record, that it’s hard to ignore something so disturbed. Not much else out there sounds like these two right now, and if there are, they probably can’t play as well as either of them.
Doug Mosurock



Cows are just food


drunkdriver/mattin is most definitely real.  so is the list: physical deterioration, intellectual / emotional stagnation, continuation of a defective gene pool, death of parents, addiction, forgetting everything, remembering it all in a flash, finding love only to lose it, inevitable failure…

which is a fine way to apply an intellectual / emotional sheen to a record that is utterly relentless in its quest to brutalise.

a one chord repeato-monster at times spunking out the harshest noise i’ve heard (see the speaker raping, fractured whiteout, halfway through side b) over monged bellows and vocal retchings like rusted shut’s don walsh chewing hypodermics.

there’s a nice (nice?!) to and fro between mattins damaged industrialisms and drunkdrivers monolithic sludge; some new wave jump-cut take on nate youngs factory noise.  it stops and starts breaks down incoherent before dragging it’s ravaged carcass back to life.  there is some kindof buggered groove in here of the deformed dislocating butthole surfers / brainbombs variety.  one that lurches and leers confused with the wrath of a narcotic addled yahweh.

it’s a twenty minute overloaded overwhelming shriek of existential horror you really should fucking hear.

badmaster / drunkdriver / mattin




I could die tomorrow blog

Drunkdriver/Mattin - List Of Profound Insecurities 12"



Drunkdriver returns with their most uncompromising release to date, a 12" collaboration with noise provocateur and key member of Billy Bao, Mattin. Each side of List Of Profound Insecurities is comprised of a piece that combines the dilapidated blues-riffs and masterful, driving drumwork of Drunkdriver and marries it to the conceptual noise of Mattin. As wild and relentless as Drunkdriver may seem at times, there is still a fairly standard structure to their work, but Mattin's influence allows the band to strip themselves from these confines and create something more free-form.

As for the actual music? It takes the nosiest parts of Drunkdriver and stretches them out, all while Mattin adds low volume, high pitched analog squelches and a frenetic, buzzing wall-of-sound throughout the entire work. Add to this Berdan's lunatic ramblings to complete the package. This 12", particularly, the B-side, also emanates a feeling of rot. It both sounds and feels like the tape is literally decaying and falling apart as the record spins and it's wondrous.

I've been playing this multiple times a day since I've received it and while I can't make any ridiculous claims about it yet, I can definitely say that List Of Profound Insecurities is yet another gem from the Drunkdriver camp. The 12" has been released on Badmaster Records in a limited pressing of 500 copies. The number of available copies is dwindling, so make sure to pick this up A.S.A.P.


-Adam



Dusted Magazine (USA) Still Single: Vol. 5, No. 10


Throughout late last year and early into this one, Brooklyn’s Drunkdriver had temporarily shacked up with conceptual musician Mattin (responsible for those Billy Bao records), who had manipulated the band somewhat in their work together. I’ve never seen their shows be more violent or full of darkness as when Mattin joined them, be it smearing his blood on audience members, or watching Berdan separate all the muscles from his shoulder to chest from jumping up on a PA column. The rock approach to Kristy Greene’s guitar playing had been subsumed by uglified black waves of churn and it felt like the ground was going to open up under them. The bad vibes are more cleanly merged on A List of Profound Insecurities, a 20-minute exploration which finds the band more locked in than ever, and skirting around volume shifts, laptop noise explosion, and guitar piercing through it. There is a little more method here than may need to be, but it’s so goddamn bleak and nihilistic, loaded with good parts scattered Chrome-like all over the record, that it’s hard to ignore something so disturbed. Not much else out there sounds like these two right now, and if there are, they probably can’t play as well as either of them.
Public Humiliation sold out in just a few days from the source, but Iron Lung will have copies on its current East Coast tour (Nov 1-8), with a repress forthcoming, and the 500 copies of the Drunkdriver/Mattin record are steadily dwindling. (Doug Mosurock)


Shiny Grey Monotone


This was released as a vinyl only, 45rpm 12" in an edition of 540, so chances are, you might have missed it had you even realized is was out. It's sold out, so unless you want to scour the eBays...don't bother.
Musically, if you've heard Drunkdriver before, you should be prepared for their particularly abrasive and confrontational approach to noise rock, with a big, repeat b-i-g, emphasis on the "noise" part of that descriptor. If you've heard Billy Bao before, you should be prepared for Mattin's high volume screech and unsettling rumble version of pure noise.
Now, imagine Drunkdriver playing their primal noise/sludge and having Mattin wrestle these riffs into screaming submission. It's as if there is a knob on the mixing board that says "Fucked", and they have turned it all the way right, and left the building.
Nothing nice here, maximum destruction.



Corrupted Delights (Greece, October 2011)

 H 'λιστα με τις βαθυστοχαστες ανασφαλειες' του 21st Century Schizoid Man μελοποιειται απο τους Drunkdriver με τη λεπτοτητα ενος εξοργισμενου οχλου. Το ενα και μοναδικο riff του group γκρεμιζεται σταδιακα απο τις παρεμβασεις του αρχιπροβοκατορα Mattin μεχρι τη πληρη ισοπεδωση του σε μπαζα λευκου θορυβου και ουρλιαχτων. Τι περιμενατε απο ενα κειμενο που αναφερει σωματικη/πνευματικη αλλοιωση, εθισμο, αδυναμια ανεξαρτητοποιησης, εμπιστοσυνη σε νεκρα συστηματα και αναποφευκτη αποτυχια.