This DC band plays like someone fired a starter pistol in the air and they all started charging forward as hard as they could, trying to rock their way to the finish line. It’s that urgent, desperate sloppiness that Void had, seen through a murky crust punk lens (with well-placed guitar shredding, I might add). These songs have been making the rounds online for a few months, and it’s rad to have them captured on wax. It’s a cool record, too: six songs on one side, etching on the other, and a mysterious-looking cover that gives the band a little extra mystique. They hardly need it. –Chris Terry (ironlungrecords.bigcartel.com)