First ever Deathcrush single:
“Lesson #13 for Nanker Phelge / Fire”
Deathcrush Flexi Disc-magazine, w/posters and download
“Like Salt-n-Pepa with a even filthier Dj Spindarella. Yo!”
—Nam Phuong Ngyuen (Fjorden Baby)
Deathcrush goes straight for the top shelf of pop cultural references, recklessly combining their Norse pillage and rape heritage with what John Robb describes as a “stunning and effective dissemination of the New York sassy cool trash aesthetic into a new century and with their own vital slant”. This pick n’ mix attitude has made them just as natural as an opening act for Battles as Melt Banana or Vivian Girls.
Suffering from serious saying no-issues, Deathcrush played more shows in native Norway than the tiny country usually allows for, and visited ten countries to great acclaim -- surfing the word of mouth wave, no tracks released. Of course, you don’t turn down Roskilde. Or Iceland Airwaves. Or Way Out West. Or a personal invitation from Trentemøller. Or when Sleigh Bells open up their nightliner door to Europe. Or trashy apartment gigs. Or SXSW. Oh wait, that last one they did. For practical reasons.
Publications and websites like Le Monde (FR), The Stool Pigeon (UK), MTV (EU), Drowned in Sound (UK), Eno (NO), ClashMusic (UK), Mojo4music (UK), The Quietus (UK), Album Rock (FR), Hit Music Magazine (CHN), Metal Hammer (NO), Dagsavisen (NO), Dagbladet (NO), VG (NO) and NRK Lydverket (NO) has already given the act their attention. With audiences awaiting a piece of crush to take home, not to mention the bands own impatience, the band set their aim at recording their “pelvic noise sludge”.
So after finishing their playing spree, nailing shut windows and doors and not paying their internet or phone bills as safety, they finally got their minds and limbs on top of recording. And -- with a single-series kicking off 01.03.12 (which probably equals 23 or 5 or something) -- their box of gremlins will transform themselves into digital and physical manifestations of the bastard that is Deathcrush.
So, if your air-conditioner goes on the fritz, or your washing machine blows up, or your video recorder conks out, before you call the repairman, turn on all the lights. Check all the closets and cupboards. Look under all the beds. 'Cause you never can tell. There just might be a Deathcrush single in your house.
Sweat, battery acid energy and gritty guitars — The trio delivers energy as if all members just ate AA batteries and turn the whole crowd electric. Deathcrush is without a doubt a band you will hear more from in the future.
Deathcrush are one of the coolest bands I've ever seen... they have created riot music for the 21st century. (...) Watch out South By South West. You are Tokyo. Deathcrush are Godzilla.
John Doran, The Quietus (UK)
Two outrageously sexy tigresses with guitars – the coolest band around at this point in time.
Le Monde (FR)
Norwegian trio Deathcrush are the day’s greatest thrill, with front women Åse Røyset and Linn Nystadnes channelling Kim Gordon at her nastiest over drummer Andreas Larssen’s Helmet nodding ballast.
-- Made Management
e: chris (at) made.no
-- Eccentric Gent
e: yerry (at) eccentricgentorg.com
Booking: Nordic Countries
-- Time Out Agency
e: ragnar (at) toagency.no
e: chris (at) made.no
Contact the band:
band (at) deathcrush.no