My Review: Mantarochen - Glaza

 Mantarochen - Glaza

The icy wind of German history does not stop, cannot, will not, and above all must not. In that central part of Europe, music is a woman who is picked up and thrown up onto the roof to watch, at arm's length, and learn her tricks. Then she is brought back down and given a slap in the face because her rights have been trampled on. Listen to this song and you realise that Leipzig is the emblem of that nation, the mother and daughter of every growing-up exercise. Take the song, a long list of recalls, which are immediately stopped, showing an evolution. Post-Punk is still unexplored, in its potential, the band knows it and proves it: it sniffs in the steel of the guitars and bass, trusts in the drumming and goes away, through the doubt-filled streets of our blissful listening. It is a craving invaded by the desire to repeat itself, the vocals are subtle but neurotic, everything tends to remind us of the Darkwave arpeggios of the late Seventies (Joy Division in primis), even going to Italy with Diaframma. You risk a lot listening to Glaza: like punching someone you love, recognising their value but at the same time feeling imprisoned by their beauty...

Alex Dematteis

Musicshockworld

Supino

20 April 2023

https://mantarochenband.bandcamp.com/track/glaza