75% of the ’80s poli-punks have gotten together (drum duties by Dave Ghrol, who must be psyched!), and retained the power and edge they had all those years ago.
Breaking off a chunk of melodious/atmospheric nü rock to blow open the emotional palette and drawing textural tools from old and new psychedelic bands.
The Golden Age of Grotesque is cloaked as an electro-metal reminiscence of the roaring ’20s, America’s first counter-cultural movement of the Twentieth Century.
Every song on this record is about football. No, not American football, what us Yanks call “soccer.” Well done hardcore/Oi with pretty damn funny lyrics.
This Detroit act add fresh twists by moving faster than most, and by utilizing a traditional death vocal next to a thrashy scream that is nearly black metal.
Like the 800 bands that sound like them, Haste mixes hardcore Rage with syrupy boy-band regressions. Their strength is inventing golden titles for shitty songs.