Some pretty swell hardcore. The tempo is frantic without being so fast that it becomes silly, the singer sounds pissed, and the rest of the band is a little like a more metallic Brother Inferior. The lyrics aren’t vapid or just plain stupid, not one single song reaches the minute-and-a-half mark, and there’s even cover art by Pushead, the first I’ve personally seen on a punk record in quite some time. What more could you ask for?
–jimmy (Deranged)