Labels: Verse, Chorus, Verse
Review by: Alex Deller
It’s nice when you get to see a band really fulfil their potential and make a good fist of their punk rock. Los Asesinos started out with a solid 7″, followed up with an outstanding set of songs on a split LP with Tempers Rise and have since shuffled off their mortal coil, thankfully leaving us with this splendid installment by way of a last dance.
This is tightly-wound Rites of Spring-influenced hardcore that falls somewhere between Torches to Rome and Current, a mix of frantic, hoarse vocals and snappy guitar lines played so recklessly that they seem to be doing their level best to disguise the wayward melodies creeping around in the background. Their hurtling punk attack is tempered from time to time by the kind of quiet, twinkling guitar parts that weave themselves through Yaphet Kotto’s music, adding tension and texture so faultlessly that you have to wonder why more bands can’t be this damn good. The crowning glory would have to be side B’s Brito, possessing a nape-tingling emo build-up so intense that it just has to be leaving a trail of burned-out Converse Allstars in its wake.
Without a doubt one of the best7″s of this type to be released all year, the only real downer being that it had to be their goddamn swansong…