Burton Badmanโs Crazy Chemistry feels like the moment a band stops experimenting in the lab and finally drinks the potion theyโve been brewing. Three years on from their debut, they sound bolder, darker, and far more sure of who they are, splicing post-rock crescendos, shadowy prog shifts, and raw alternative grit into one charged bloodstream. Lyrically, they live in the uneasy space between attraction and collapse, the pull toward connection and the equally strong urge to self-sabotage.
Opener โNo Way Outโ sets the emotional thesis in neon. Drums thump in a smug, relentless march while guitars grind and scrape, and the vocal comes in low and grave, sounding half-defiant, half-cornered. He watches โeverybody having funโ while he finds new ways to lock himself away, the lines tumbling into each other with a hooky, claustrophobic momentum. Itโs anxiety as an anthem, and somehow you still want to shout along.
โUndercurrentsโ pulls the camera underwater. A glimmering guitar line ripples over slow, rustling drums as the singer drifts through โuncharted waters,โ seduced by temptations he canโt quite resist. The chorus feels like sinking in slow motion, rapture, sleep, and the illusion of free will all folding into one warm, dangerous tide. The band keeps it spacious here, letting the mood do as much talking as the lyrics.
By the time โI Said Goodbyeโ arrives, the edges soften, but the honesty cuts sharper. Lush, melodic guitarwork and rumbling beats cradle a lullaby-like, tender yet resigned voice, through which he admits this person has always felt strange, and then turns the knife on himself, confessing heโs spent a lifetime chasing โcrazyโ love. Itโs just sober self-reckoning.
Across Crazy Chemistry, Burton Badman bottles that moment where fear and desire share the same room, and then crank the amps until you canโt tell which one is louder.
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Review by: Naomi Joan