First off, what’s up with their band name? The Commonwealth Of American Natives sounds just like their cover art—all cats, pentagrams, splattered gothic graphics, et cetera. They play bro-ey-sounding metal hardcore—with Rancid ska and even a dash of Marilyn Manson—that maybe Fat Wreck would put out. The vocals are grizzled shrieks that are intentionally unnerving. Flip to Side B with “Diabla Vista Pantalones de Gato” to experience the most punishing of breakdowns. Pass.
–Camylle Reynolds (Nothing New, nothingnewrecords.com)