“John Suede is wrong. He’s also the weakest link in his own band.”
the grooves are as sweet as the grasses sticky with dew and as beautifully structured as the trees anticipating the toss of their crisping leaves.
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congruent with the classic era of northeast noisecore
an album to get lost in with its echoing soundscapes laden with flaring visions of traipsing through ochre-hued wastelands.
Witnessing this spectacle on a hot summer night at The Keybank Pavilion was exhilarating
aggressive and high-precision aspects of extreme metal with infectious and anthemic choruses that border on AOR levels of sweet melodicism
speedy, melodic, aggressive, and concise tunes that are catchy as all-get-out.
an inspired, if somewhat uneven, album that more than holds its own against today’s hordes of old-school copycats.
straight-forward, groove-based thrash with occasional bursts of pummeling speed