"Throats don’t do sing-a-longs. They don’t do melodies. They don’t do harmonies. In fact, the young quintet barely do songs. Instead they prefer to carve acidic hardcore from riffs that do both razor speed and steamroller intensity and a rhythm section that rumbles like an exploding airliner." "Hardcore really does not get any more brittle or intense right now..." Hitting the stage like a knife to the jugular, they produce a rhythmically pounding, relentless set, which sweeps you away with them.
