Some records make themselves on embodying an emotion rather than being technically good or perhaps instantly memorable – Weekend Nachos‘ newest effort Still is one of those records. While their knack for insanely punishing hardcore – often gritty enough to be considered closer to power-violence if we can get narrower on terms for a record like this – is perhaps lacking a little subtlety and is flat-out unapologetic right down to the lyrics, anyone looking to release a little anger or stress can find something to enjoy or relate to on the Chicago outfit’s short blasts of mind-pummeling, relentless jams.
With only a couple songs breaking the two-minute barrier, Weekend Nachos’ assault cuts out most of the bullshit and gets right to translating anger and passion into something that is intense and often a bit menacing. The dissonant guitars, shouted vocals and frantic percussion push straight into your ears with the opener “Sickened No More”. The band is generally either punishing or giving stage to the mosh, whether it be the slanted riffs of “No Idols and No Heroes” or the up-and-down rhythms of the quite brash “You’re Not Punk”. Though the attack is generally pretty even throughout the record – you’re either gonna be moshing or bobbing your head up and down – the raw emotion and overall blunt angle of Still makes it a constant 20 minutes of wanting to swing your fists or just break something. I’d consider that a success of a hardcore record even if the writing seems a little samey at times, particularly due to the fact that Still often is just too damn engaging with its riffs and in-your-face attitude to let it be.
Lyrically, this record touches on some interesting topics. Hardcore outfits have always brought topics of rising up and banding together, but Weekend Nachos mix that with a sense of inclusion – especially on tracks like “You’re Not Punk” and “S.C.A.B.” where the experiences of people in the genre and the grind of day-to-day life in Chicago probably don’t translate much to some of the folks who’ll be checking these guys out for the first time such as myself. It’s not particularly off-putting per se, but it definitely makes for a bit of an awkward experience. Yet, other tracks ring pretty true to the right person and are a bit more opening to the ideals being presented here. In particular, “No Idols and No Heroes” matches up pretty well with the aggressive nature of the track, and feels a bit more relatable to an outside listener of the band.
Weekend Nachos isn’t a band I’d just randomly recommend to someone, but to forgo saying their newest LP isn’t enjoyable would be a lie. Besides being strangely catchy at times and perfect for an outlet of stress, Still has a pretty strong grip on a gritty, dissonant blend of hardcore with plenty of tricks up its sleeve to help it stand out from the pack. So in that sense, Still is definitely worth the spins – just don’t blame me if you punch a hole in your wall in the process.