One of those “wha?!” moments. Didn’t know these guys were playing music again. If I remember correctly, they did a split with Charles Bronson. Ice Nine originally existed in the 1990s and were a definite product of that time. The songs are super technical, loud and noisy, disjointed, and, ultimately, tuneless, which is the downfall of any band like this. Not one song on this record is memorable. Too much time is spent noodling with time changes, running up and down the fret board, and a vocalist who is looking for power and brutality in screaming and growling as loud as possible. A lot is going on and nothing is focused. A few listens gets tedious.