Explosive. Manic. Melancholy. Devastating. The list
of adjectives is endless when searching for a way to
describe the 5-member outfit from deep in the heart
of New Jersey's Pine Barrens, A Day of Pigs. One word
that does not define the band, however, is ordinary.
In a musical era which has become nothing more than
a parody of what it once was, where fashion takes precedence
over function, ADOP strives for separation from the
norm, and has thus far succeeded. In their less than
18 month existence, they have shared the limelight with
everyone from DevilDriver and Bury Your Dead to E-Town
Concrete and Artimus Pyledriver, a feat that speaks
to the diverse audience the music reaches. It would
normally be cliché to state that placing a "sounds-like"
tag on A Day Of Pigs is difficult, but no more truer
statement applies. An epic dose of intensity, volume
and pulse-pounding riffage greets each set of ear canals
that bear witness to ADOP's live show, and none goes
unaffected by the ferocity of the event. It is easy
to see that playing live means everything to the band.
Controlled chaos might be a phrase that is apt to describe
the feeling experienced during a listen to their 4 song
EP entitled "The Oath", released in early
2006. The band's vocalist, Kevin LeBlanc, has already
received international acclaim for his extraordinary
and disturbing tattoo work, and one need look no further
than his additions to skin to understand the dark subject
matter of his lyrics. A theme such as betrayal, loss,
greed and apathy seethe underneath LeBlanc’s soul-wrenching
howls and shrills, while the delivery of musical apocalypse
behind him is handed out with pleasure.
The rest of the band brings with it decades of performing,
touring, and recording experience; guitarist Steve Silberg
logged extensive time with seminal New Jersey hardcore
acts Another State of Mind and Smother, drummer Bill
"Bixby" Belford was a member and integral
contributor of other-worldly doom entrepreneurs Solace
and Tow, and with our newest member T.J. on bass from
the brutal Fat Kid Camp as well as Livid.
All though several member changes have set the band
in whirlwinds of confusion, it has pushed them even
higher and harder to succeed, if not on a major level,
but on a personal level of pride in what seems to be
the carnivorous beast called metal.
A Day of Pigs follows no man, seeks nothing from above,
yet only wishes to trample under foot the masses as
they march hand in hand over the falls.