Static Disposal

The sole and rare album by Debris', this recording was actually made as a sort of demo to solicit reviews and record company interest. It's ahead of its time, or perhaps more precisely out of sync with its time, in its collision of raw hard rock and vaguely psychedelic guitars, keening synthesizer effects, half-sung and half-yelped vocals, jarring power chords, minimal melodicism, and distressed, disturbing lyrics. The performances (and, frankly, sometimes the songwriting) have an improvised quality, no doubt spurred by the mere ten hours allotted to recording and mixing, though generally that works to the advantage of music such as this. Songs you can hum are thin on the ground. However, "One Way Spit," the largely instrumental "Female Tracks," and the strutting "Tricia" do have elemental punky riffs that are easier to get a handle on than the discombobulated speed-monolog of "Witness" and "Manhattan," the latter sounding like a post-punker's attempt to weave a hypnotic spell on a female object of desire.