Apparently, the word, 'Glice' was coined by Justin Bieber who inadvertently spliced 'glad' and 'nice' when he replied to greetings as in, 'It was glice to meet you'. This may or may not where Amsterdam-based noise experimentalists Ruben Braeken and Melle Kromhout got the moniker from. Perhaps it means something else in Dutch or maybe it is just a word that sort of sounds cool. The album cover art, suggests reference books on magmatic rock and studies on minerals deposits, mostly compliments the music nicely. I say mostly because it does not account for the ban's more whimsical side. Subsequent, 'deeper' listens to 51433213 trigger not unpleasant recollections of Saturday afternoons as a child watching old Godzilla films on TV. The analogy fits because the often jarring and cacophonous audio effects that clamor through this ep suggests jams by Godzilla and friends from monster island--when not stomping on cities and hapless inhabitants. Not one for elaborate album titles, Glice starts off with 'J', where Megalon croons ironic, post-rock vocals while Godzilla joins in with instrumentals, at first lightly strumming high-voltage power lines, then gradually agitating the power transformers to get just the right power chords mid-way through. Understated backing vocals are provided by King Ghidorah. The next track, 'Q', is where Godzilla probably got a claw full of tightly wound fiber optic cables still riveted to the ground and with enough tension to pluck out some resonating, bulbous basslines. Midway through, Godzilla picks up an idling farm tractor for its rhythmic staccato effect before charring it to a molten husk with his breath in a kind of improvisational flare. On 'B' we have Gigan on guest vocals while our favorite giant lizard tries to figure out the inherent benefit of power transformers, modulated to varying megawatts to get just the right reverberating drones. The ep is capped with 'U', Mothra's cover of Bruce Springsteen's 'I'm On Fire', a song I'm sure most on monster Island can relate to. Lots of exotic and abrasive textures are on this album with enough effects to do your head in, but sometimes delivered with the uninhibited abandon of a 4 year old given a mic and sound system to play with after being fed a tray of brownies and a pitcher of Kool-aid. Sheer nuttiness and larger-than-life noise.

Now Glice also asked their follow-up one-track EP, 'H' also get reviewed. This one is a bit more reliant on vocals, which seem more incantational. Sort of like a cult calling for an encore of the monster jam band while also firing up a sub-dimensional device to open a portal and bring some more mega oddities from 'other-realms-of-there'. With any luck, Cthulu will join in. Lots of vocal effects and electronic modulations that intensify near the end of the track. The portal is open and the story will be concluded in Glice's upcoming full length. Bring your safety gear.