Bare-knuckle hardcore, produced with metal roar by Jim Siegel (Dropkicks and their knock-offs), last release on Unearth’s Trevor Phipps’ Ironclad Recordings.
A two-DVD companion to the retrospective, Shoot the Moon contains just about everything a fan could ask for from the celebrated pop punk band’s 13-year career.
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.