Trap Them
Darker Handcraft

THE REVIEW

Summer time, time for blows!

And so the comprehensive institute "Converge", principal Kurt Ballou, doesn't close and gifts us with more angry little characters. And the dancing is immediately convulsions, forget about waltz, "Damage Prose" is convergent at the peak of its putative fathers, thundering guitars, malevolent rhythms, face-poundings. The dissected timings of the introduction in "Slumcult & Gather", with this ride cymbal in the foreground, make way for a hardcore steamroller without remorse, stop'n'go and continuous changes of course, desperate voice at max, and palm-muted pedal work that leaves marks on your face. And let's add a nice groove jumpthefuckup, why not! "Evictionaries" is a gigantic stomp, paced but relentless, a racing golem punching buildings, beastly screams, the bass is definitely a drill, let's not kid ourselves! Nice acid and Sabbath-like interlude, with guitars having whistling distortions in "Sordid Earnings" making way for the Entombed-like "The Facts", passages on the drums that launch nasty guitar volleys, on a voice that gives sweet words in the manner of the filthiest rock-n-roll (GODDAMNSONOFABITCH). It all ends with the anthem "Scars Align", paced, Sabbath-like rhythm, guitars weaving an insane black metal atmosphere, reminiscent of the primordial black that hurts just to think about it, this ride on the chorus that stands out over everything drives me crazy, peaks of indelible despair, hatred overflowing from everywhere, and the twisted outro that closes the bad dance!

Alright, enough with thundering guitars and apocalyptic rhythms, tomorrow I will write a review of Lady Gaga too.