If you like your Blind Guardian-esque metal without the swooping highs and lows and feats of derring-do, then look to the cheeky audacity of Savage Circus.
Everything is perfect: The chord progressions, the meaty beats, the singalong vocal phrasings, the flashy-when-needed guitar work, and the heavenly hooks.
The logical extension of Room on Fire, the band trying to outgrow their rag-tag image, pulling together their best “we are grown up, take us seriously” ideas.
Like the accessible Six Feet Under of artcore, the band birthing cogent, logical metal nuggets, like slowed-down Meshuggah with a rich, full-bodied recording.