Gosh, this is fast. The pace and venomous delivery immediately made me think Dropdead-gone-grind, but there’s actually way more at play here than such a reductive description would suggest. Amid the savage blasts and muscular riffing, see, there are plenty of interesting, angular jags (see: the weirdo riff that carves its way through ‘Oil Based’), MITB/No Faith-style noise elements and butt-ugly Iron Lung lurches. It’s a scorching experience that threatens to wreck your system, and a fitting release for a label that deals in weirdo grind outliers like Wake, Triac and Defeatist.
