It was the hideous duck-billed platypus that originally attracted me to this album. The creature crawling out of some hazardous waste lake and is now set to ravage the countryside as only a monstrous duck-billed platypus could. I was intrigued.
I don’t know a lot about Outsider Leisure other than a few facts and some educated guesses. There is probably more to know about this band, though my Russian is as good as my Mandarin. Apologies. The band is most likely one man, Nikolay Nedvoray, who hails from St. Petersburg and may or may not be Ukranian. As Outsider Leisure, he has released several albums many of which are on Picpack.
Hate Is A Verb is classified somewhat loosely as hate pop. It’s bizarrely melodic which goes along with many of my favorite listens of late: Gurdonark, Cagey House and Stinky Picnic.. Outisder Leisure opens the album with “Fucking Lunch in a Fucking Tube”, playful scales and childlike, amusingly entertaining. The second track, “Hate is a Verb”, explores a European electronic rock with the whispering heavy metal vocals. A little more on these vocals later. “Per Aspera Ad Astra”, which translates to “Through hardships to the stars”, returns to the style of the first track — fun, not to serious, but very, very good. “Высокий Штиль” or “High Style” mimics the namesake of Russian literary theory — things just got real, yo.
The fifth track, “Душа И Кипарисы” or “Soul or Cypress”, has this style of singing which I (correctly or incorrectly) liken to heavy metal whispering. My knowledge of heavy metal is as good as my Russian. The few songs on Outsider Leisure’s Hate Is A Verb that had this vocal style took me several listens to get used to, and, yes, a few more listens to really like. “Импульс” or “Pulse” follows and the hate pop goes into full effect now. Either you really dig this shit or not. I dig.
The seventh track, “Куда Мы Спрячем Твое Тело” or “Where do we hide the body”, is a journey to Munchkin Country as the inhabitants sing about how to hide the body of Gingema, the Wicked Witch of the East, or so I imagine. “На Обломках Холодных Ног” or “The wreckage of cold feet” takes me back to early De La Soul just groovin’ in the licks that they stole from early 70s Southern California.
With “Пресыщение” or “Satiated”, Outsider Leisure begins to wrap up the Hate Is A Verb with the first of three songs, more of this heavy metal whispering, but seriously I’m really liking it. Every track is fitting together. “Сплин И Идеал” or “Spleen or Ideal” (by the way, all the translations are from Google Translate) is a sultry piece and very laid back. The last track, “Тишина” or “Silence”, is the most quiet of the record and a great place to leave off.