Mostly gone are the growls, replacing them are harmonies that sound a lot like Finland’s Lullacry. The same notes and melodies are repeated, song after song.
Ira is like Isis, Neurosis, Pelican, and all that instrumental stuff I’ve had a casual interest in for years, as you should. I like good drone, and this has it.
Straight-served, some Clash worship and touselled hair, but also a crappy b&w booklet. From Greece, Britain, and Orange County, and you can hear the geography.
The style is more Meshuggah than Hatebreed. The roar is immense, the guitars compressed and precise (they’re Swedish, duh), and the drumming mind-boggling.
Jennifer Herrema was in Royal Trux with then-husband Neil Hagerty. Their drug abuse was legendary, but the tunes were good. This is so bad, it’s embarrassing.
Cosmic exploration juxtaposed by fuzzy riffery, cerebral vs he-man thud, dig? Jazzy prog wank and repetitive, slow builds, and you’ve got a bit to smoke up to.
Strengths are many, top being the butt-shaking riffs. Keyboard washes are a nice touch, but alas, vocals are generic hollering and the production is plastic.