BioLike most originals, The Icarus Line have endured more than their share of abuse, derision, critical condescension and even outright hostility. Have you been longing for a band to come along that encompasses everything that rock n' roll was originally about? All that cool shit you read about in Mojo -- you know, danger, excitement, tour, tour, tour, sex, drugs, & rock n' roll? Well, look no further. Meltdowns (always commonly on the road) include being chased out of town (literally) by angry promoters, fistfights with soundmen and crew members, arrests, being sued, entire back-lines and stages destroyed, and guitar cases containing Stevie Ray Vaughn's guitar being smashed open (it seemed inappropriate for such a pretty guitar not to be used). The consequences of the last instance included multiple death threats. Turns out Texans love Stevie. But let's not paint such a grim picture. These boys enjoy themselves on the road as well, even if their laugh is at the expense of others (for some reason, spray painting other band's tour busses gets their rocks off the most).
A leer seems to lurk behind every word that vocalist Joe Cardamone sings, spits, or screams into his microphone as if with a scowling surreptitious pleasure, like some weird kid gang leader phoning in the details of the next job to his army of thugs. And if you don't watch out you just might get hit with his swinging mic, or maybe a slashing guitar that seems to jet into the audience ever so haphazardly. Jagged, crunching, erratic, but rhythmically right every second of the way is the rest of the band: Aaron North, Alvin DeGuzman, Don Devore, and Jeff "The Captain" Watson.
The Icarus Line's sound isn't one of a punk band in the classic sense, yet at times it feels like they are the only punk band left. You might say their ethos, sense of integrity, confrontational nature of their performances, and their belief in what they do is very punk rock. They sound like what dangerous rock music should sound like in 2004 and are here to fill the void created by nu-metal, mall-emo, jock-punk, frat guy rock, and teeny-weenie bopper dance music. Most bands are soporifically lazy these days, and that's why The Icarus Line and any other band that challenges their audience, are the answer we've been looking for.