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At Wit's End

Platinum (High Five Metal)

By Jason Bracelin on Wed, Apr 2, 2003 at 4:00 am

At Wit's End, with Boy Sets Fire, the Hope Conspiracy, and Vaux Agora Theatre Wednesday, April 9.

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Metalcore would be one genre that takes itself too damn seriously. Which is what makes Platinum, the debut from At Wit's End, such a welcome break from the norm. It comes complete with the requisite machine-gun riffing and larynx-mincing screams, but its mayhem is underlain with a wry sense of humor that manifests itself in lyrics that are equally grotesque and droll.

Where most metalcore bands tend to eschew the sex, drugs, and rock and roll lifestyle, At Wit's End revels in all of the above. "I wish to wake up early between two dead starlets upon a bed of money in a five-star hotel," frontman Pants Pantsley bellows on "Five Star Murder," the sarcasm dripping from his battered vocal cords. Alternating a clean, deep croon with a toe-curling shriek, Pantsley capably leads the charge over chugging, locomotive guitars that go straight for the throat. Hey, at least you can go out with a smile.