Pretty rad, aggressive crust from these wild Canucks. Wouldn’t refer to it as mind-blowing, but they play what the lovers of this genre want to hear quite well. I have a major soft spot for songs about killing cops and for bands with enough balls to come play in Tijuana. They have both. This is supposed to be one of the most dangerous places in the world if you believe everything you’re told. Luckily, these guys scream, “I can see the holes in your made-up stories.” They even had enough trust in this scene to not ask for a guarantee, in fact, donation only. Mad respect and headbanging is evoked.
–Rene Navarro (Rust And Machine, rustandmachine.com, [email protected])