I discovered Converge too late; two weeks too late. My friends went to see a band they’d not heard off at the venue in my hometown, Exeter, and, having not heard of them, didn’t want to go. Two weeks later I bought a copy of ‘Jane Doe’ and subsequently found out that the band my friends went to see was Converge. Jane Doe, obviously, blew my mind. Before hearing it my idea of heavy wasn’t really heavy at all. It was catharsis and emotion instilled on a compact disc with added noise, and the artwork was eye-melting and provocative to my young mind. I wish I’d taken a chance on seeing them rather than drinking myself into a stupor that night.
I have made up for it since, seeing them nearly every time they’ve been to the UK since. I even received, courtesy of Jacob Bannon, two bite marks on my neck as well as countless bruises, grazes and sore throats from shouting along. ‘Jane Doe’ still remains one of my favourite records of all time, and with every release I find something more I love about the band. Not only is the music presented how the band want it to be, so is the packaging; the colour of the red/black swirl version of the Converge/Dropdead split 7” is one of my favourite things. A band who is in control creatively and artistically in this day and age is something to hold onto and be celebrated.
Today I finally got hold of my copy of the ‘Unloved and Weeded Out’ vinyl repress and I’m listening to it again as I write this and I’m still struck by how it sounds so fresh still. It rounds off my nearly complete collection of one of my favourite bands back catalogues. (anyone got a copy of ‘Halo In A Haystack’ floating around?)
Thank you Converge for pulling my adolescent mind away from terrible nu-metal and introducing me to a whole new world of aggressive music.