San Diego Hardcore, a la Battalion of Saints. These boys must have been drinking whiskey down in Davey Jones’ locker when they recorded this in-your-face album. Teetering right on the edge of being full-on thrash, the screaming vocals are right at home with the super-slick bass riffs and rapid tempo changes. Don’t expect any crucial breakdowns, just fast hardcore that makes no apologies. JasonK
–guest (Rodent Popsicle)