S O N I C  D E A T H  R A Y S

In the beginning there was rhythm, in the end there will be chaos and in between those paths will cross and out come the wolves. Sonic Death Rays is the sum of aging parts that, ripe like a perfect orange, dish out a unhealthy dose of punk rock. Its members are schooled in the perfection of noise and melody through such bands as classic cult punks Kommissarie Roy and the grinding pop of The Sinners. Add a pinch of anxiety-ridden post punk stemming from Stry & Stripparna, the numb austerity of Cut City and the golden roar of We Live In Trenches  and you have what’s dubbed Sonic Death Rays. 

There’s nothing new under the sun here yet it’s still hot as shit. Taking cues from, but not sounding alike, Canadian masterminds Fucked Up, the frenzy staccatoed Mission of Burma and the primal urges of Iggy & The Stooges and The Ramones, Sonic Death Rays is a napalm bomb detonating from your speakers.

Sonic Death Rays is Anna, Jonas, Matta, Max and Stefan.

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Head a little north of Gothenburg and you’ll find Mjörn, a small island wedged in-between its two bigger island siblings, Tjörn and Orust. Look closer at Mjörn and you’ll unearth a little place called Timmerdalen. Peer closer still and you’ll discover hidden amongst the gnarled-windswept pines and cliffs a small wooden house.

During the summer of 2014 we decided it was time to record our third album. We’d already started sketching out rough ideas that February, during a few warm days in a cramped space in L.A. When the opportunity arose to borrow the house in Timmerdalen for a week, our thoughts began to wander. Could we go there and record a whole album? Take with us all our recording equipment, all our instruments, buy everything we’d need for our stay, work intensively and not leave until we’d recorded an album?

Well that’s what we did. We wrote, recorded, rewrote, played and recorded some more, early till late, through warm afternoons into cool summer nights. When we left, we had made a record. Which we then compiled and mixed in our rehearsal space at Studio Möllan, Malmö. For us, this record is a document of an intense week of abundant creativity mixed with writer’s block. A week of tired ears on stubborn heads and ultimately the crystallisation of our ideas. That’s how it was for us, for those of you listening perhaps it will be something else.

Yours,
This Is Head

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