The U.K. hasn’t been particularly productive with memorable hardcore bands as of late. Or so I thought: The Lowest Form storm the gates with the brutish force of British predecessors Voorhees while incorporating some of the pulverizing elements of good old American powerviolence. To the untrained ears, this would undoubtedly sound like a barrage of guitar feedback, venom-spewing vocals, and cacophonous drum bashing. To me, it sounds like the missing link between Cold Sweat and Hoax. Pure hearing-impairment satisfaction.
–Juan Espinosa (Iron Lung)