Beatlesesque orchestration gone futurist, punk-metal guitars chugs, breathy glamboy vocals, slick pop synths with angelic choirs, and country rock jams. Huh?
Jennifer Trynin played tight and fast. Jennifer broke into some funky riffs and strange chords with lots of distortion tricks. She’s got a low, strong voice.
Release is one of those rare works that can catch a listener on the anger factor alone. Frustration drips from the CD like toxic waste from a treatment plant.
Incus was a thundering of bass until the last few songs when I could detect other instruments. They seemed to rock hard and heavy, but it was hard to tell.