Listening to Hooded Fang’s Venus On Edge is akin to sucking on sour candy while riding The Gravitron blindfolded: pure sensory overload. Moving at the speed of light and as intense, Venus On Edge finds the Toronto-based foursome filling their musical canvas with reckless abandon. They dive head first into song and only stop to survey the results after the last note is played.
Don’t let the vibrancy and urgency of their playing distract you from the smart social commentary of blistering songs like “Shallow” and “Impressions”; vocalist/guitarist Daniel Lee, bassist April Aliermo, guitarist Lane Halley, and drummer D. Alex Meeks are just trying to match their lyrical intensity with impossibly tight playing, sharp melodic instincts, and fierce musical spirit.
Wracked with unnerving post-punk, post-millennial tension, songs like “Plastic Love” try to break the hold corporations and marketing agencies have on the brainwashed consumers who blindly buy whatever they’re sold by using free-form blast of noise and distortion to wake the masses from their consumer comas. Supplanting the usual feel-good vibe of surf-pop with angst and anxiety, Hooded Fang have hit on something special with Venus On Edge, finding the sweet-and-sour spot between pop playfulness and social provocation.