"Unwashed and probably rude, Sediment Club are a brash Providence-based "rhythm and noise" band. Drawing from no wave, Amphetamine Reptile-style noise rock, and even a little Captain Beefheart, the band makes misanthropy sound like blast. "Rotten Roll," the first single from the band's new cassette with NNA Tapes, jerks nonlinearly between stuttering bass grooves, dirgy marches, and inscrutuable hysteria in just over two minutes. The song is exhiliratingly disorienting-- a mess of thumping bass and bright caustic guitars-- kept just barely cohesive by the band's infectious energy."
- Miguel Gallego of AdHoc 2014
"Without bands like Sediment Club and Guerilla Toss, would we remember anymore what it meant to feel something? Listening to this contribution from their shared split on Sophomore Lounge, it's important to note that “Ink Drunk” is as representative of what the track makes us feel than what any pithy description could attest to. It's got a bout of maniacal yelling, an avant guitar garage rock edge (some influence here from Primus, a little Suicidal Tendencies, and even Travis Morrisson's self-aware/self-conscious rants), and it feels like a real entry into genuine emotion and yawping. Don't be alarmed by the midsong breakdown of steady, disinterested bass as it punctuates a host of serrated posturing. This track elevates emotion through noise and mania, and it's a refresher course in bands that actually give a shit."
CRUDE THOUGHT-demo tape
VOM-Live at Surf City-EP
SEDIMENT CLUB-Time Decay Now-LP
HOST-There’s Nothing Up There but Heavy Clouds-EP
DARK TIMES-Shallow Breather-EP
March 10, 2012 - BLOG to COMM http://black2com.blogspot.com/2012/03/ah-yes.html
The Sediment Club-TIME DECAY NOW LP (Softspot Music)
Listening to this debut from the same buncha upstart "no wave" kiddies (the leader who is the son of none other'n ex-Voidoid Ivan Julian and Bush Tetra Laura Kennedy) was enough to send me back to the dark and dank days of the v. early eighties. A time when underground rock seemed to be standing at the junction of some mighty forky road in which the music as a whole could shatter into a myriad asst. of directions that bore little if any semblance to where said music stood at least a good five years earlier. The jerky rhythms, angry if youthful singing and general lack of a "professional" "cohesiveness" (please note the use of quotation marks) really was the hallmark of many an "indie" release of the day, much of which was so self-conscious, self-indulgent and center-of-the-universe stultifyingly boring but occasionally could snap up a few sparks of brilliance. Not that I was particularly caring about any of it at the time because well, it just didn't have that sixties/seventies bop to it that seemed born of the Velvet Underground and fizzed out around the time Talking Heads turned into that white funk band that had about as much soul in it as Jan Garber!
If you liked the Sediment Club's debut 7-inch EP from 2010 you're bound to like this. In fact I spotted at least one repeat from that "eponymous" debut (I used quotations this time because I never use the word "eponymous" in everyday conversation and don't wanna come off like an effete!), mainly the track that sounds a whole lot like Ex-Blank-Ex's version of "No Nonsense" which of course piqued my ears up like Bugs Bunny's upon first spin that fateful spring day. Overall, TIME DECAY NOW is very reminiscent of some of the under-the-covers rock 'n roll that was being made in the v.-early eighties, a music that seemed to bridge the late-seventies underground avant garde (which was in effect the ultimate end point in the entire Velvets/Detroit/local garage/Lester Bangs undercurrent of Amerigan teenage living) and something newer, perhaps starker in vision and approach. Sparse, brittle, angular, jagged, and all of those other terms that had brainy college kids runnin' to their thesauruses looking up adequate adjective in order to pepper up their fanzine reviews, only with some movement and soul which was lacking in a good portion of the early-eighties "post rock" experiments. I'd say they're even better'n Julian's own mother's Bush Tetras which might sound like utter blasphemy to some of you readers who swallowed the eightiesNEW YORK ROCKER rant hook line and Sting, but then again I'm sure a whole lot of you still wear your Stiff t-shirts and Ronald Reagan campaign badges upside down in proud defiance of "the man" and why should I burst any pre-conceived balloons around here anyway?
lucid culture - 12.13.2010
"The Sediment Club opened. One faction here can’t figure out why on earth anyone would want to subject themselves to their hideous sonic assault. The other faction (guess which one) thinks they should be everybody’s favorite band. They take ugliness to the next level. Their guitarist unleashed a chilly, Albert Collins-toned torrent of sonic sludge, wailing up and down on his tremolo bar as his strings went further and further out of tune while another slightly less assaultive wash of sound oozed from the wobbly, deliberately out-of-tune Casio. Yet in a perverse way they’re a very melodic band, the melody being carried by the growly, trebly bass. And a lot of their stuff you can dance to: some of the grooves had a funk beat, a couple of the songs shifting to a perfectly straight-up, poker-faced disco rhythm. The lyrics, screamed by the guitarist, went for the same assaultive vibe as the guitar, especially on a couple of occasions when the songs went hardcore speed."
Delarue, Lucid Culture,
NO-CORE BLOG - 12.19.2010
"I think The Sediment Club are one of my favorite bands going right now, doing a fully old-school No Wave, but also fully vital and now-sounding thing. Some of the songs come out swinging with a double-time Contortions attack, others have a more slow-burn approach. But always the rhythm section is tight, the keyboard sounds kinda messed up, and singer/guitarist Austin plays guitar exactly like any dedicated No Waver would: whammy bar in hand, slide on finger, and treble turned up."
M.P. Lockwood, NO-CORE Blog
united mutations - 12.11.2010
Listening to this 7", you immediately get caught by the rawness and the power. Bass, drums, keyboard and guitar sound like they were thrown in at random. All doing their own thing.
But it works and multiple listenings reveal that the puzzle fits.
LAS SEÑORAS – Digitación EP
BLOODY GEARS – End of the Line EP
MATURE SITUTATIONS – Old Hands EP
SEDIMENT CLUB – Sediment Club EP
BORED STRAIGHT – Tinnitus EP
AGRIMONIA – 2xLP+live / THE BODY – live
ANTIMASTER – LP / QUEST FOR FIRE LP
HERÄTYS – LP
WHITE LUNG – It’s the Evil LP
DE HØJE HÆLE – Skal Vi Aldrig Videre? LP
7 inches blog - 3.10.2010
"Soft Spot Records released a great reissue of AA's 'Essential Entertainment' a while back, which I'm surprised to see they still have copies available? So if you think the Sediment Club is another band from days of old new wave that deserved a rerelease you wouldn't be half wrong. The first few listens of this single I was convinced The Sediment Club was another brilliant unearthed band I'd never heard of from the early 80's. How they are pulling this off so sincerely in 2010 is a god damn accomplishment. Like the first time I heard Gang of Four's 'Entertainment' it's so completely jarring in arrangement and so awesomely nonrhythmic with back and forth vocals and organ? way. I want to hear just how the hell this is working so well over and over. Why is no one else doing this?
The A-Side 'Panic Berlin Fun' is a bunch of elements playing separately but coming together in such a kick in the ass reaction to the no-fi garage punk scene. It's yelling/spoken vocals repeated, crisp barely distorted guitar, with a solid bassline waiting for this jangly whammy bar unplayable riff to keep you guessing. The organ works off this mess of guitar sounds so well. The title of this track reminds me of a store awning on 14th street, 'Funny Cry Happy Gift' it makes no sense grammatically, forget the articles, blast the message out as simply as possible. This is completely out there on it's own in such a genius way.
'No More Earth' is a frank list of things that will be absent when it all ends. The guitar is so haphazard it's on a mission of it's own...it's eerie how much this could have been the best continuation in direction for Go4 that they never tried to explore.
No think tank / no septic tank / no thurston moore / not any more / No (more earth) no (more earth).
It ends with a countdown to 1, and the songs over, all they needed was 2 minutes to completely smash it all apart musically and forget the whole god damn world, to reinvent the direction of music.
An amazing debut single from this band I will definitely be trying to see on the 19th at 13 Thames Street in Brooklyn."
Jason Dean, 7-Inches blog
WFMU - 7.24.2009
"Earlier this year, Kurt Gottschalk described seeing 4 young people -- who looked like they were born in 1990 -- playing music in the vein of No New York 1978. Could these teenagers even know about Teenage Jesus & The Jerks? he might have wondered. The group was opening for Brown Wing Overdrive at Cake Shop, and they called themselves The Sediment Club.
Oh! I realized that was WFMU / Free Music Archive volunteer Austin's band, and -- to answer Kurt's question (which I get the sense had already been answered by the end of the Sediment Club's Cake Shop set) -- Yes, they know their shit from James Chance to James Brown, everything under the Sun Ra. I found this out first-hand because Austin spent much of last summer digitizing WFMU live sessions for the FMA by the likes of The Magic Carpathians, Hat City Intuitive, and Alan Vega. On top of that, his parents played in groups like the Bush Tetras and the Voidoids, so they probably have some of the coolest record collections around. And the entire Sediment Club was excited to perform in the same WFMU live room that had recently played host to The Damned and Chrome Cranks (who Sediment Club member Amina cited as one of her favorite bands of all time!).
The Sediment Club meld their wide-raning influences into something original and great in its own right. The group features Austin on guitar and vocals, Lazar on bass and accompanying vox, Jack on drums, and Amina on synth. They played ten originals plus covers of Pere Ubu/Rocket From The Tombs (Life Stinks mp3) and The Residents (Hello Skinny mp3). Download 'em here or listen in-context from the WFMU streaming archive.
All 10 Sediment Club originals are here on the FMA, and I decided to post this after hearing Panic Fun Berlin (mp3) on Brian Turner's show yesterday. Some of the songs had already been recorded, and will hopefully see an official release in the near future. Others were brand new, including and Derail Clean Slate God (mp3), on which Austin trades his skronk guitar for a contact-mic'ed hand saw run through a delay pedal.
Sediment Club is playing August 29th at Brooklyn's Market Hotel. Details here on their myspace, along with streaming audio from their forthcoming studio recording…"
Jason Sigal, WFMU