Laced-up-tight pugilistic hardcore that covers lyrical topics like Lynyrd Skynyrd, ninjas, puppies, and testicle punches, all stewed in the rather serious gravy of socio-political consciousness. But in a good way; if Damage Deposit comes across as anything, it’s that they’re utterly sincere. These guys, unlike a band like For the Worse, are not likely to ever be caught singing hardcore odes to their toilet. I might be going out on a limb here, but I think they sound a little bit like Good Clean Fun at times – maybe a little faster and, of course, with frowny-face tattoos instead of smiley-face ones. Musically, it’s tight and confrontational traditional hardcore and, for me, with hardcore it’s not really who does something “new” with it (because that too often turns into emo or metal), it’s just who breaths fucking fire back through its veins and gets it stomping and raging again like the pissed-off brute that it is. Damage Deposit does that. If you’re at all familiar with Felix Havoc then this is probably exactly like the sort of band that you’d expect him to be in. Top notch.