Black Market Fetus: Politically oriented grind here. Found it difficult not to laugh out loud after reading the line, “Resources are running out/the sky is turning grey/so use something twice before throwing it away.” Just doesn’t seem to fit in the context of a band with a drawing of a rotting corpse accompanying their half of the lyric sheet. Discider: Hardcore punk with apocalyptic lyrics and cookie monster vocals.
–jimmy (First Blood Family)