This is Vader members Mauser and Doc’s side band. Ironic, then, that this sophomore release is actually better than the last Vader full-length, Revelations.
Melodies – both guitar and vocals – wrench your heart like a good tragic movie, while the speed and adrenaline of the performances are scathingly tight.
With only five songs, Panic In Detroit kicks open the swinging doors of Saloon Rock and takes on all of the underaged emo wusses in the joint… and wins.
There’s a certain something in this sixth full-length. Call it a maturation of their deep fried Southern country punk rawk or more singalongs than usual…
The band has never sounded better: Awkward catchiness, mind-boggling technicality, third degree-burn ferocity, and just overall fucking top notch songcrafting.
The arctic, Norwegian skies of Röyksopp drip with static. The static forms a low hum, backed by hibernating hearts, mutates into seductive repetitions.
I hate to use the word “disappointed,” but nothing better sums up my feelings about Precious. Pick up Distorted Lullabies if you want to be truly moved.