Saw these maniacs in SF a few months back, and even though I had difficulty getting over their bored and absent appearance on stage I was floored by the sounds. Hard to listen to the breakdown in the opening track "Blush" and picture the three piece just standing on the stage, awkwardly plowing through the notes. No chaos, no desperation. But the sounds are nothing is not desperate, and the guitars that drive these songs are transfixing and original - songs that call for straightforward power chord hardcore and are instead treated with damaged off kilter leads and a loose, casually precise assault. Noisy, chaotic and wholly original within the context of context of raw nihilistic hardcore. Maybe their motionless live persona was simply the result of life as a complete outsider? Maybe...
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Is this the band that ended up on Iron Lung Records and just released the album Bitter Bitter?
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