JAIL SEX: Self-titled: CD-R

Pounding, no-frills hardcore akin to bands like Out Cold—virulence set to an ooom-PAH-ooom-PAH-ooom-PAH beat. They wisely keep things short, sweet, and simple—yet know when to change up and keep things from getting too repetitive—and put some muscle behind a singer who likely needed a mouthful of throat lozenges four seconds into the first tune. No overstaying their welcome here, you get six tunes in nine minutes and you’re left wanting more. That’s how it’s done, kids. 

 –jimmy (Jail Sex, facebook.com/jailsexatx)