The Plot to blow up the Eiffel Tower from San Diego California formed in 2001 with the distinct intention of branding their name on every kid's lips. Their beginning stage as an inventive jazz-punk hybrid as heard on 2003's "Dissertation, Honey" was strong and ever so cacophonous but was quickly abandoned by the time of their second official release; a three song Ep title "If You Cut Us, We Bleed." This Ep earned them a taste of success, danger and an opportunity to spend nearly six months of 2004 on the road with the likes of Q and not U, The Locust, and The Ex. Upon hearing the strangled, honking, and all too damaged "Love In The Fascist Brothel" one will quickly realize that the Plot is not a one trick pony and has now abandoned both genres to become something all its own. Like THE CONTORTIONS and SEX PISTOLS before them, The Plot throws together an all-smart version of punk; spit, attitude, and sexuality.

Their reputation for leaving people cheated or impregnated with obsession has now turned the world on it's ears. For the Plot the payoff is big; "Love In The Fascist Brothel" has that magical quality that drives people on to the stage and into the sweaty dance pit every night. That coupled with critical attention over seas and around the globe has international bands and journalists eagerly interested in all of their 2005 excursions to the UK, Europe, Asia, and Australia, as well as an extensive tour of the states and Canada.

Charles Rowell - Guitar

Brandon Welchez - Vocals, Saxophone

B.H. Peligra - Drums

Willy Graves - Bass

The Plot To Blow Up The Eiffel Tower are around for a few years now. They used to be known as a mediocre jazz-punk hybrid. Their latest album however, "Love In The Fascist Brothel", seemingly breaks with the band's past. They're reborn, more frantic than ever, as a band with its own gestures, characteristics and attitude but with a heap of audible idolatry as well. And, honestly, sometimes too obvious to not be ashamed of.

"Love In The Fascist Brothel" is one of the better things recently released by Revelation. The vinyl version of this album was done by Three One G and The Plot kind of fits the typical art punk of that record label's roster. They're playing a very electrifying mix of the spastic Blood Brothers, The Red Light Sting and arty Liars - but with an own twist - and have fantastic drum-bass lines in their songs. The combination of screaming vocals, guitar thrash, rumbling drums and the catchy 4/4 rhythm really gets on the hips. This is awesome stuff to listen to and probably even more energetic stuff to experience in a live environment. Just by the time you're fed up with a song it either ends surprisingly or they're throwing in this freaky rhythm, a crazy sax player going wild, a thick melody or just plain stupid chearleader's 'Le Tigre'-styled singing (or what the hell it is I'm hearing in "SLC Hunks"). It makes me smile and puts my faith back in hardcore crazyness.

Not everything on this album is stunning though. Above all, the hipster factor is really high and there's songs on here that audibly only fill up some empty gaps on this cd. To deface this band even more; The Plot is actually picking up this genre and image that already reached the chapter's end in my holy Book Of Trendy Things. The good thing however, is that the average length of a track is just above two minutes, so there's not much time to be bored. And there's really a quantity of tracks that play on the cliches so well that they truly make me believe this is awesome. And it really is by times.

On a sidenote, o holy irony, the album art fools around with tasteless things as Nazi symbols and wannabe-shocking third Reich scenery. Although the drawings itself look ok, I think the idea behind it is cheap and outdated. Oh well...

SEMTEXINC.com, March 29, 2005