It’s hard to imagine a better script for Droids Attack. Vocalist/guitarist Brad Van gave up playing music after a pile of fated projects and decided to go the route we all dream of going when life simply craps us out: he opened up a video arcade featuring classic games from the '70s and '80s.
With all of this retro gaming magic and body odour in the air, a chance meeting with drummer Tony Brungraber was in the cards. After a couple of meetings and jam sessions, Van rediscovered his love for music and the rest, as they say, is magnificent history. Bassist Nate Bush, frequent gamer at Van’s arcade, was soon swept into action and Droids Attack had arrived on Madison, Wisconsin.
After coming together in the summer of 2003 amid slippery gaming joysticks and empty beer cans, Droids Attack have managed quite the career thus far. They’ve toured in support of acts like Torche, Priestess, Poster Children, and Nashville Pussy and have two albums under the belt.
With their third record, Must Destroy, Droids Attack stands once again ready to unleash their brand of greasy, grimy, gritty riff-heavy rock on unsuspecting citizens.
That this brand of ass-kicking rock and roll was born among fans of vintage video games isn’t all that surprising. Locked somewhere between the shadows of '70s metal and the cataclysmic exploration of modern art rock, Droids Attack create a vibe that is both intellectually driven and hella fun.
Must Destroy opens with a slow-building proclamation of just how fucking loud this shit is about to get. “The Unforgiven” melts seamlessly into “The Great Wall of Gina” and the album is on its way to ass-shattering epicness. The slight undercurrent of keyboards, provided by Tim Thompson, helps sustain things until the fatal riffs take over.
Once the monstrous, thunderous attack picks up, it’s impossible to shut it down. Must Destroy rolls insistently through nine lethal, deafness-inducing cuts of precision rock with no fences and no rest stops.
“The Arcade Bully” and “The Crisis in the City (It’s Increasing)” prove that there’s humour in the middle of this mad, loud lunacy, while “Canadian Death Bus” not only has one of the best song titles ever but boasts a sweet little jam session around the halfway point that can’t be missed.
Born in a vintage video arcade and forged in the fires of Atari, Droids Attack is one of those rock bands worshippers of the Almighty Riff can’t afford to miss. As the follow up to All Your Chicks Are Belong To Us, Must Destroy picks up the mantle of rock yet again and never relents until the job is done and the final level is cleared.