Pizza Hi Five: Eight songs of precise, brutal grindcore with some pretty goddamn hilarious lyrics. Part of “Neglegent DJ” (sic) goes, “Dude what is this shit you’re playing? Please put on some grind tunes. It’s the least that you could do. Could you do that shit for me? I need blast beats in my ears.” Or my personal favorite, the end of “Extreme Make Over,” regarding the fallacies of the cosmetic surgery industry: “Surgery’s your only hope. Did not work. Still ugly. You’d look better with your face ripped off.” You charmers, you. Infernal Stronghold: Lots of double bass, muted guitar, and growled vocals—this is some wire-tight, apocalyptic thrash with some serious metal flourishes. Nowhere near my preferred genre, but these two bands seem like a good pairing.
–keith (Sit & Spin)