What we have here is yet another platter of sonic mayhem issued from the increasingly mighty Ruralfaune camp. This time around, it?s a disc of distraught weed whacking and hardcore-tribal skin desecration from Brooklyn boys Heavy Winged. In three tracks over 45 minutes, this trio of sensitive thugs unleash a massive wall of cathartic heaviness that straddles the line between 700 punches to the ribs and the raw beauty of a black eye. Three dudes (and I say ?dude? with utmost respect to the men of Heavy Winged) with only guitar, bass and drums succeed in wrangling a mother load of sonic intensity through sheer improvisation and mastery of instruments that must melt in their hands.

Opening salvo ?Concrete Glass? is the superstar here; a 20-minute blowout of ghostly yet intense guitar/bass improvisatory riff and drone with a maddening drum assault courtesy of jackhammer Jed. The fact that all of these songs were improvised live to 4-track leaves me dumbfounded as to how these guys can keep such a high level of intensity going for such a long time. ?Concrete Glass? begins and ends with the same brutal force: no slow build-up and no wimpy ending. It?s definitely not for the faint of heart. ?Death Instinct? features a bit of a groove, and a taped conversation that invokes the feeling of certain dread. The final track, ?Last Forever? is an uplifting romp that is probably the most straightforward thing these guys have ever released. The proverbial weight is lifted from our shoulders as the boys provide us some breathing room.

Unfortunately, I heard through the grapevine that Heavy Winged is no longer, as drummer Jed has moved across the country to Portland, Oregon. It?s a damn shame, but hopefully there?s a ton of archival material waiting to be released. There?s also a heap of other releases available on an assortment of micro-labels worldwide to keep us fixed. That being said, I guess we?ll have to wait a decade or two for a Heavy Winged reunion tour. 9/10 -- Bryon Hayes (10 July, 2006)