By Lord Randall

 Okay, so I’m a sucker for patterns. Chalk it up to OCD, general over-the-counter insanity or what have you, but Savannah, Georgia’s KYLESA have been following one since their self-titled debut in 2002. Here’s how it works. They come out with an album 3 years after (‘05s To Walk A Middle Course), then another a year later. Then another 3 years, then another album in the year after. Then another 3 years…

 And that album is "Ultraviolet", the quintet’s 2nd for French stalwart label Season Of Mist. Beginning with a MELVINS-inspired thunder (think ‘The Pit’, or the whole of "Stoner Witch"), bassist Laura Pleasants’ – er – pleasant tones acting as sometime foil/counterpoint to Phil Cope’s more graveled bestial bellowing. ‘Grounded’ brings the boogie, tossing in fitful fistfuls of the psychedelic guitar interplay for which KYLESA’s always been known. Slight 16 edge to this one, though this troupe is more scientific boxer to 16’s MMA-styled all out carnage, turning the song in on itself multiple times as opposed to always going for the jugular. A listen to ‘Long Gone’ reveals a ritualistic rhythm courtesy of dual drummers Carl McGinley and Eric Hernandez, a trip in and of itself, and working as a perfect off-centerpiece to "Ultraviolet" as a whole. The true mid-point in the album comes from the (really?) punk-infused attack of ‘What Does It Take’, though still more SONIC YOUTH than SUBHUMANS in a musical sense. Ever turning corners, ‘Low Tide’ lives up to its name, Cope’s bellow shifting to a haunting gothic tone, Andrew Eldritch without the smarmy condescension (new album yet, SISTERS…nope, didn’t think so). ‘Drifting’ is pure bliss, be it raging or rocking slowly on the waters, the ocean of greatness (yeah, I said it) that is "Ultraviolet".

Recommended, if you didn’t know by now.