Here perhaps was the rebellion-from-the-fold (Christian or otherwise) I expect from a clear-headed, independent hardcore band, but nope, same ol’, same ol’.
This sophomore effort is creative, powerful, and a perfect match to Saloman’s distinctive voice, which soars, yet has enough power to shout out above the din.
They sound like Strongarm: Generic, metal-ish hardcore. I can handle that most of the time, but not along with knee-jerk prosletyzing about the “moral life.”
Godflesh deconstruct the songs, crank up the gut-wrenching bass, and lead us through a nightmarish steel factory of clanking, rage, and mechanized motions.