Mixing nü metal breakdown stomp and Southern-fried dirt rock kick-ass, Scissorfight are for both knuckledragging groove-metalers and shaggy stoner/hard rockers.
It’s kinda cool how some of these bands have worked this stuff back to the root heritage, proving how good the songs are when you scrape the sheen off.
A great collection of hardcore bands mostly from Boston, some obscure, some defunct, this release could serve as a primer for anyone interested in the scene.
Playing this one slower than it should be. The grind gets heavier, the already low Satan-meets-Tom Waits-on-a-bad-day growl bottoms out in a pit of gravel.
He was quite an accomplished screamer. The music seemed like the typical chugging metalcore, but it never got boring because of the numerous tempo changes.
Scissorfight’s singer looks like a ZZ Top pickup-truck-driving hick with his straw hat and long beard. After hearing his demonic growls, I wouldn’t want to ask.