Buzz-saw guitars, bludgeoning drums, and breakdowns that scream "kiss me on my bloody head". they are the defenders of true hardcore spite and genuine danger. Mosh-heavy songs of empowerment and anger are forged using a degraded distillation of vintage Alan Blake-style riffing backed with driving, militaristic drums, and the feral anomie typically reserved for a vocalist like Mike IX Williams.
this lp compiles their 3 7"es and the song from their split 7" with sewn leather and a track from their s/t tape.
