Fresh Kill: The Beremy Jets – Collection I
2016 and early 2017 saw the release of two EPs by Paul Saarnak, drummer for LKWRM, for his newest shoegaze project the Beremy Jets. On March 28, both EPs will be released as a cassette/digital compilation for Somewhere Cold Records. The music is rife with tension, dissonance and angst while still maintaining a captivating and hypnotic beauty. Saarnak plays all the instruments and creates an expansive, yet far from muddy, tapestry of moody swirling sounds.
Side A consists of the Alchemy Attack EP, originally released Sept. 16 of 2016, and begins with a truly masterful gem, “Misadventure”. Over loud biting guitars and a heavy beat, Saarnak’s quiet vocals blend with the music. The track evokes a feeling of being on a precipice, good or bad, the impending reolution is nebulous like a coin flipping through the air, which only heightens the tension. I felt conflicted, as I listened to this track again and again, as to whether I should be reclining in a haze, or at the edge of my seat biting my nails. The other tracks on the E.P. are equally beautiful and uneasy, although “Reticulating Splines,” gives some relief, there is still a disquited atmosphere that permeates. A perfect blend of Trail of Dead style trpidation and dreamy tones.
Side B is made up of the tracks from the Backup Friend EP. The first song, “A.C.” is a bit faster than the tracks from the last release, and is perhaps not as angst dripping, yet those hints of apprehension still bleed through. This blissed-out/dread duality is also present in the next track titled “Six Degrees of Seperation Anxiety,” an apt name. And my God, the bridge on this track set my feet to thumping and body to lurching in eager anticipation. “Scandi Sneakers” is a bit of a down-tempo and chill song, feeling at first like watching the skies change to red as the sun sets, a perfect recourse from the straining pull of the other tracks though it too is sprinkled with a light melancholy.
Saarnak writes on the project’s Bandcamp page, “Bliss-filled noise pop with loud guitars and quiet crappy vocals.” There is a bit of irony that can be read from that, as the music’s bliss is hampered by a feeling of unease and anxiety and the vocals are far from crappy. If you like your shoegaze a little less heavenly and a little more vaguely tortured, then you really ought to invest in the $7 dollars the compilation tape costs.