Redneck Nosferatu

Redneck Nosferatu — (Self-Titled)

Good Ass Studios

  • 1. Momma
  • 2. Love & A .45
  • 3. Papa Kills Babies
  • 4. Father Curtis
  • 5. Son Of 100 Maniacs
  • 6. Dead Girls
  • 7. Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things
  • 8. Silver Bullet
  • 9. Stalker
  • 10. Otis
A majority of the bands in my collection come from random purchases. Generally if a band pops up on my Facebook feed, and they have physical albums for sale, I’ll buy for the sake of collecting. I love supporting the small time bands and even if they don’t end up being an act I fall in love with, they earn a spot in my collection. Sometimes though, I find a band that completely floors me and that’s the case when I opened my copy of the Redneck Nosferatu self-titled debut album. Hailing from Tulsa, OK, this self-proclaimed “killbilly trash punk” quintet combines crusty punk rock with metal and layers it all under an air of backwoods horror. Consisting of guitarists and vocalists Clovis and Rowdy Riter, bassist and vocalist Lola and drummer D-Bone, they produced a 10 track album fit for hardcore and horror fans alike.
With the opening track, “Momma”, the listener is treated to an audio sample setting the mood and tone for the remainder of the disc. Edmund Kemper’s confession about beheading is mother is heard over a backing track of dripping water, muffled cries. and inhuman moans. The 83 second introduction lays the groundwork for the no-frills, in-your-face sludgefest that you’re about to endure during the next 23 minutes. The first song on the album, “Love & a .45” tears in and delivers in less than 2 minutes. What made this group immediately interesting was the gnarled female vocals that brought to mind groups like Circle Takes The Square. With the crack of a beer “Papa Kills Babies”, the album’s third track, kicks off. Distorted vocals shout “they don’t go in the woods at night” over an aggressive thrash rhythm. The vocals jump between belched barks and strained screams creating a sense of menace.
The album continues with “Father Curtis”, chugging along on a crust punk beat, breaking the cycle and adding another layer to the band and album. “Son Of 100 Maniacs” is one of the discs strongest offerings. With back and forth vocals, a fast beat and unsettling overall tone, the song pounds away and builds up to an ending of sporadic guitar squeals and static noise fading out pleasantly, all in 93 seconds time.
Starting the album’s second half is the album’s most easily digestible track for newcomers, “Dead Girls”. Starting on an acoustic guitar riff the band crafts a spooky atmosphere before kicking everything into gear. The lead vocals are delivered with less of a snarl but more than enough attitude. The bass, drum, and spoons breakdown in the track shows off that the groups roots and influences stand in other places besides punk and metal. “Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things” is easily my favorite song on the album. The guitar tone over such a driving riff with the vocals spewed out in a steady stream, this track plays like a theme song to a killing spree conducted by backwoods cannibals high on meth. This is a song coated in total chaos and energy and one of the album’s longest entries.
Silver Bullet” ramps up the energy considerably as the group delivers an anthem style head-banger primed to fire up any pit. The verses build up in intensity until chorus rushes in like a welcome release. Rounding out the album are the tracks “Stalker” and “Otis”. “Stalker” plays out as a sludgy metal track with an enticing vocal performance, which initially reminded me of Daniel Hell (Dr. Hell), and holds the title as the disc longest play at 3:10. Modest and moving, “Stalker” keeps the anxious and claustrophobic tone of the record moving along before “Otis” closes everything out. Starting out with a Black Sabbath intro and the “Frailty” movie quote, the album’s grimy metal ending continues. The chant of “I got bored with the Lord, now I’m skating for Satan” drives home where this band hails from and what they’re about, a preachy punk piece that wraps everything together.
Running about 23 minutes total, the album offers little to dislike though the high points sometimes feel rushed along. Overall, this is an incredible debut by a band that, perhaps literally, crawled out of the woodwork and I’m really looking forward to what follows. Dark, grimy and aggressive, Redneck Nosferatu have left their mark on the neck of the horror genre.
Follow Redneck Nosferatu on their Facebook.
Or pick up a copy of the self-titled album from their Website.
Redneck Nosferatu / Fair use doctrine.
MUSIC REVIEW: Redneck Nosferatu – Self-Titled (2017)

MUSIC REVIEW: Redneck Nosferatu – Self-Titled (2017)

Redneck Nosferatu — (Self-Titled)

Good Ass Studios

  • 1. Momma
  • 2. Love & A .45
  • 3. Papa Kills Babies
  • 4. Father Curtis
  • 5. Son Of 100 Maniacs
  • 6. Dead Girls
  • 7. Children Shouldn't Play With Dead Things
  • 8. Silver Bullet
  • 9. Stalker
  • 10. Otis
A majority of the bands in my collection come from random purchases. Generally if a band pops up on my Facebook feed, and they have physical albums for sale, I’ll buy for the sake of collecting. I love supporting the small time bands and even if they don’t end up being an act I fall in love with, they earn a spot in my collection. Sometimes though, I find a band that completely floors me and that’s the case when I opened my copy of the Redneck Nosferatu self-titled debut album. Hailing from Tulsa, OK, this self-proclaimed “killbilly trash punk” quintet combines crusty punk rock with metal and layers it all under an air of backwoods horror. Consisting of guitarists and vocalists Clovis and Rowdy Riter, bassist and vocalist Lola and drummer D-Bone, they produced a 10 track album fit for hardcore and horror fans alike.
With the opening track, “Momma”, the listener is treated to an audio sample setting the mood and tone for the remainder of the disc. Edmund Kemper’s confession about beheading is mother is heard over a backing track of dripping water, muffled cries. and inhuman moans. The 83 second introduction lays the groundwork for the no-frills, in-your-face sludgefest that you’re about to endure during the next 23 minutes. The first song on the album, “Love & a .45” tears in and delivers in less than 2 minutes. What made this group immediately interesting was the gnarled female vocals that brought to mind groups like Circle Takes The Square. With the crack of a beer “Papa Kills Babies”, the album’s third track, kicks off. Distorted vocals shout “they don’t go in the woods at night” over an aggressive thrash rhythm. The vocals jump between belched barks and strained screams creating a sense of menace.
The album continues with “Father Curtis”, chugging along on a crust punk beat, breaking the cycle and adding another layer to the band and album. “Son Of 100 Maniacs” is one of the discs strongest offerings. With back and forth vocals, a fast beat and unsettling overall tone, the song pounds away and builds up to an ending of sporadic guitar squeals and static noise fading out pleasantly, all in 93 seconds time.
Starting the album’s second half is the album's most easily digestible track for newcomers, “Dead Girls”. Starting on an acoustic guitar riff the band crafts a spooky atmosphere before kicking everything into gear. The lead vocals are delivered with less of a snarl but more than enough attitude. The bass, drum, and spoons breakdown in the track shows off that the groups roots and influences stand in other places besides punk and metal. “Children Shouldn’t Play With Dead Things” is easily my favorite song on the album. The guitar tone over such a driving riff with the vocals spewed out in a steady stream, this track plays like a theme song to a killing spree conducted by backwoods cannibals high on meth. This is a song coated in total chaos and energy and one of the album’s longest entries.
Silver Bullet” ramps up the energy considerably as the group delivers an anthem style head-banger primed to fire up any pit. The verses build up in intensity until chorus rushes in like a welcome release. Rounding out the album are the tracks “Stalker” and “Otis”. “Stalker” plays out as a sludgy metal track with an enticing vocal performance, which initially reminded me of Daniel Hell (Dr. Hell), and holds the title as the disc longest play at 3:10. Modest and moving, “Stalker” keeps the anxious and claustrophobic tone of the record moving along before “Otis” closes everything out. Starting out with a Black Sabbath intro and the “Frailty” movie quote, the album's grimy metal ending continues. The chant of “I got bored with the Lord, now I’m skating for Satan” drives home where this band hails from and what they’re about, a preachy punk piece that wraps everything together.
Running about 23 minutes total, the album offers little to dislike though the high points sometimes feel rushed along. Overall, this is an incredible debut by a band that, perhaps literally, crawled out of the woodwork and I’m really looking forward to what follows. Dark, grimy and aggressive, Redneck Nosferatu have left their mark on the neck of the horror genre.
Follow Redneck Nosferatu on their Facebook.
Or pick up a copy of the self-titled album from their Website.
Redneck Nosferatu / Fair use doctrine.
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