FUNEROT: And Then You Fucking Die, Man: LP

Northwestern metal punk that starts out sounding like Poison Idea, but branches out. As the album progresses, other influences creep in—the technical ecstasy of late Black Flag, the biker classic rock of early Motörhead, the tongue-in-cheek bombast of Karp and maybe even some epic metal, cribbed from Killers, Kill ‘Em All and a few other albums with “kill” in the title. Speaking of “kill,” this record is killer. They do a great job of writing riffs that are complex and unique without sacrificing energy and becoming wanky. I can’t put my finger on what it is about this band, but they have that hilarious roommate vibe, like their motto would be, “The world sucks, so let’s stay in with a couple twelve packs and make up a bunch of inside jokes to keep ourselves entertained.” I’m there. Ex-members of Adventure and Goddammit.

 –CT Terry (Funerot)