When I was a kid, I had a tendency to put any inanimate object that would fit into a workbench-mounted vice. Stuff that wouldn’t split with the screw-drive compression of the vice’s teeth, I’d use a hack saw on. Logic Problem reminds me of golf balls in a vice. A hard, dimpled exterior that looks almost identical from every angle, but when it’s crunched, then slit open, it exposes a concentric, thin layer of softer membranes surrounding an even tighter ball wrapped in rubber band-y sinew. When the ball inside was completely extracted from the exoskeletal shell, it had an almost delicate, unpredictable bounce. Add that experience to Negative Approach, and since Logic Problem are from the Carolinas, a dash of early Corrosion Of Conformity, and there you have it. Hardcore by design. Hardcore by execution. Well done.

 –todd (Grave Mistake)