These misanthropes have the good sense to blend real punk, thrash, scorching solos, and blackened howls into their assault. And it doesn’t sound like shit.
“East Coast hardcore collides with West Coast melody” nails it. Bad Religion would be the easiest harmony to reference, but Good Riddance is more accurate.
Moments of fearsome noise here, howls from hell, stuttering riffs to make you look foolish if you try to snap your fingers to it, and plenty of jaw-dropping moments.
Good’n’soulful, the riffs are AC/DC, some of the mid-song chatter is laughably Nugent (think “Wango Tango”), and most is served straight-up butt-boogie.
Guitars soar the sky like Top Gun fighter jets, choirs “Oh” majestically, and the beats pound away like ’80s rock, rain splashing off the snare drum’n’shit.