Old Wounds absolutely rip it apart on their full length The Suffering Spirit, and as saturated as the hardcore scene has been, these metal brethren fuel up the fire on their reckless batch of breakdown laden rip alongs.
The vocals reek of fury, and the guitars blend early Norma Jean-era freak outs and slapstick Emmure-like chat along and speak throughs. But in the end, it's truly a sick ass album full of alarm clock riffs, and it's completely useless to negotiate the element of surprise production has put into an act like this, that just might reek a bit too much of Stray From The Path for its own good, while it meets the unrelenting sounds of Oh God, The Aftermath breakdowns. How could this not be essential?
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