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Illinois Entertainer: October 2003
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With a kick-ass rock 'n' roll album title like The Ides Of Riffdom it is impossible not to give a devil-horned salute to I Decline. Despite the ironic title, the band kicks out super-fuzzed-out stoner rock jams in the vein of Monster Magnet meets older Queens Of The Stone Age. Every song smokes like a bong that won't get cashed. The only thing preventing this firecracker from exploding is a murky studio mix that has the drums muffled at times, preventing the songs from dropping a sonic thunderstorm that is just starting to brew. (Contact: www.idecline.tv.)
-- Craig Tiede

I DECLINE the ides of riffdom
CD - Frank Zabbath Music Publishing - 2003
Reasons to be cheerful, part 3.
I got this CD a couple of weeks ago. Jack was hanging around in the office, drinking cough medicine and reading Foucault. He wanted to hear the CD too. "Cool, put it now", I told him. "No way, man, not here", he said, "this place gives me the shakes, man, bad heebie jeebies." And then he was gone, with the CD.
All I was left with was the letter enclosed, saying "I Decline are four passionate, testosterone-driven Chi-town natives that combine sonic riffing & hauntingly wicked rhythms with the power of old school rock, crushing anthems of hope, honesty and destruction."
Yeah, right, I though, and the great state of Illinois also gave us the Blackhawks coached by Alpo Suhonen, the Finnish "philosopher", also known as the forever reigning king of left-hand wanking. So I was feeling down, real down.
The following week I was sitting in the Saddlesmith’s alone, drinking, minding my own business when all of a sudden Jack Roller walked in, smiling. He walked up to me, gave me the CD and said "I guess we ain’t the only ones around listening to Monster Magnet." And then he was gone. No review. So I decided to get another bottle of JD. Fuck JR, I thought.
Next day I was back at the office, with a hangover as my only companion. I put this CD on and listened thru it. Then I listened thru it again. And you know what, teens? I kinda liked it.
I can’t help but to agree with the old Jack that I Decline do sound a little like Monster Magnet, but completely without that "Hey, dudes, I just drowned in my bong"-element. To put it in McDonald’s-terms – so that all you goddamn teenage bastards would know what I’m sayin’ here – I’d say they’re Monster Magnet without cheese.
And that ain’t bad, coz as cool as getting high and getting down is, on CD it just sounds like you’re a sad motherfucker with an image problem. Not that I’m criticizing Monster Magnet, but I’m just sayin’.
So what have we got here? I Decline- a four-piece from Chicago; The Ides Of Riffdom- half an hour’s worth of pretty good shit; Skeleton Dance- EMDS’s Song of the Year so far. So why not do yourself a favor and check’em out. Unless, of course, Limp Bizkit is more your scene and your bedroom walls are covered with pictures of Fred Durst, in which case please let me know your address and I’ll send Jack to sort you out. He’s one crazy dude, y’know.
To be completely honest here, I gotta say I’ve heard way too many stoner rock records during the past five/six years and I’m getting kinda tired with the whole scene, but The Ides Of Riffdom is an album that got me excited like goddamn Jeff Stryker. Well, almost, anyway. I’m not saying this is The Best Record Ever Made, but it sure is the best stoner album I’ve heard in some time and definitely worth checking out.
9 outta ten
review by Mark Hernandez

Kudos to our NEW friend at the I.E.: Mr. Ramos!
(I guess thats what you get when you like shitty punk music.)

"Although talented musicians capable of churning out solid rock tunes, I can't say that there's really anything terribly unique about I Decline's sound. Basically, it's stoner rock with hints of grunge and indie mixed in for flavor, but it just doesn't seem to be enough. And while at first seemingly perfect for their style of music, by the last track of their self-titled, three song release, the vocals really begin to grate, leaving us with a little bit less than memorable ten minutes and fifty-six seconds worth of music." ---- Dean Ramos, Illinois Entertainer

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Review by: Ellen Stenard
at: Chicagogigs.com

It took me no more than two guitar chords for me to fall in love with the
guitar sound of I Decline. Gritty, dirty, fuzzy, beautifully thick power
chords are the backbone of this band. Heavy is not an adequate word
to describe the weight guitarists Mike Pesavento and Tommy Bucina
unleash on this album.

If this amazing guitar sound was to be taken on its own, I Decline could easily
fall into the genre of modern stoner rock bands. Bands like Queens
of the Stone Age and Fu Manchu have produced similar sounds from
their dueling guitars. I Decline takes that sound and layers the influences of industrial artists such as Nine Inch Nails and Ministry to create
a sort of musical cross breed that is very powerful and dark while
maintaining a sense of groove that I have never heard an industrial band
embrace before. I would like to sneer my lips in empathy of the anger in
Dustin Decline’s vocals, but I can’t seem to make my head stop nodding up
and down in pure enjoyment of their steady wall of guitar bliss.

I hesitated to comb the linear notes for lyrics to this album, fearing that I
would find only the tired themes of death, pain, and vampirism common to
the industrial thread. While that element is definitely present in some of
the songs on Soundtrackfortherestofyourlife, I was happily surprised to
also find tributes to the old west and thoughtful commentary on economic
classism

While this might not be the soundtrack I’d want played for every moment of my
life, it fits perfectly for those times I need to get in touch with my dark
side or just need something to blast in my car loud enough to make the
windows vibrate.


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Front page of the Entertainment Section 
 
Transcript:

Musician John Doyle not just 'playing around'
Group has first gig at Metro
Sunday, April 29, 2001

By Mike Duffin
Correspondent

As a child, John Doyle used to play with his toys in the basement of his
parents' home in Chicago's Beverly neighborhood.
That hasn't changed much as Doyle, 23, has turned the moderate space into a
ophisticated home recording studio and practice area for the rock band I
Decline, for which he plays drums.

 
"We've been playing down here for over six years," Doyle said. "I think my
parents just grew to live with it, but now we're itching to move out and get
our own space and they're itching to get us out of here."
 
Doyle got the idea of playing drums from his father, John Doyle Sr., a sergeant
with the Chicago Police Department, who has played bass drum for 20 years in
the Shannon Rovers, an Irish pipe band in its 75th year. The group is best
known for its appearances at local benefits and at the South Side Irish Parade
for the past 10 years.
 
"I think that's how I got into it, because of him," the younger Doyle said of
his father. "Since I was little he would toss me up on his lap and (playfully)
hit me over my head with his drum stick."

"I encouraged him because there's a lot of families in the Rovers," Doyle Sr.
said. "John expressed interest in it and I was more than happy that he
joined."
 
The younger Doyle joined the Shannon Rovers as a drummer during his junior year
at Marist High School because he said "it was an opportunity to spend more time
with my dad."
 
"It's a lot of fun because I didn't realize how much Irish heritage I had until
I started playing with them," Doyle said. "I get to teach other people how to
play drums and I get to play in a totally different environment than I would
have been able to with I Decline."
 
Because of the unstable nature of the music business, Doyle is taking a wait-
and-see approach with his band and studio. He has recorded 25 bands in his
basement the last two years, including six full-length albums, and has plans to
start a record label called Black Rabbit with his friend, Ryan O'Reilly. Their
first release will be a compilation of local bands that will be circulated at a
local music festival in June.
 
"A lot of the bands that are going to be on the label have big drawing crowds,
but we're more concerned with the quality of the music and the workmanship,"
Doyle said.
 
Doyle bought the studio equipment while studying sound recording at DePaul
University, where he graduated with a bachelor's of science degree last
year.
 
In the past year, Doyle's band — which features fellow South Siders Tom Bucina,
Pat McLaughlin, Dustin Harnish and Mike Pesavento — has played at popular music
clubs such as the House of Blues and Double Door, and even traveled to New York
City to perform.
 
On Thursday, the group will play their first show at the Wrigleyville club
Metro.
 
"It's kind of a goal that we always strived for," he said of playing at the
Metro. "Once we cross that goal we'll have to think of another goal to
reach."
 
While Doyle's parents could do without the noise and extra traffic going in and
out of their home, his father said they are just trying to help their son with
his career.
 
There's also a promise his son made to him on which he'd like to see him follow
through.
 
"If they make it big he says he's going to buy me a Lamborghini," Doyle Sr.
said. "They cost about $200,000 or $300,000."
 
I Decline
 
When: 9 p.m. Thursday; 18-and-older show
Where: Metro, 3730 N. Clark St., Chicago
Tickets: $8
Phone: (773) 549-0203
 
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Check out this review from "hogfeldt" at Stonerrock.com  
 
I Decline - Soundtrackfortherestofyourlife 
Black Rabbit Records 
CD 
 
"If you like the latest couple of Celestial Season albums, there´s a good
chance you´ll like this album too. Stoner Rock with a Indierock vibe... maybe a
little Grunge sounding... Think Mindfunk meets Celestial Season, but
there´s also some slight Tool and Pearl Jam touches... 
 
Among the fifteen songs on this album there´s a couple really good ones and
some songs that might not get up to the same high quality as the rest
of 'em... ”I Witness” and ”Heat Seeker” are two of the better ones where the
Mindfunk meets Celestial Season reference are perhaps the most suitable... 
 
”Little John” are one of the most ”standard” stonerrock sounding songs on this
album, but the mellow parts and the high quality singing makes it stick out
none the less... 
 
”Where Oz Takes Me”, ”Lose Your Mind To Fly” and ”America Take 2” are three of
the songs that doesn´t quite get there... but mind you, they are of that kinda
quality that they might turn into favorite songs after a while... so I might
change my mind later on ;) 
 
When I listen to ”The Venus Flies” I realize that the singer actually reminds
me of Ray Alder from Fates Warning... ”City Of Gold” have a lot of cool twists
and turns and pacechanges... I guess this is my favorite song of this album... 
 
Towards the end of the album there are another couple of good songs, ”The Ohio
Dragon Song” and ”Dusting Off A Ghost”, but after the last song ”Year Of The
Black Rabbit” there´s the usual dead space followed by a weird
bonus track... I could have done without that one... But all in all this is a
really good and varied album that I´m shure will spin in my CD-player
often this fall..." Sept. 5, 2000


 


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