Review Summary: The Iron Lungs take you back to the good ol' days of powerviolence.
Alright when's the last time you heard a sickass powerviolence record, that like really brought the mosh. Not for a while, stfu posers. When I hear this record I want to punch a hole in my friends. Fourty one songs in one hour, that's a lot of riffs per minute fyi. You need to live for riffs per minute or you're gonna go stale bro. You don't wanna go stale.
Yo but, Sexless // No Sex was mad long ago and that *** had me moshing too, so when I heard Iron Lung had a new record out months after it came out I was like, "damn homies caught me sleepin," but I got on it. I anticipated that mosh, and I tell you, dear reader, I was rewarded. I was rewarded with the most wondrous blasting, and crunching riffs, the howls of war, dear reader, the howls of war.
Ultimately if you like *** thats lo-fi, noisy, start-stop/fast-slow, riffin, moshworthy, you're good. I suggest you stretch a bit before you check this out tho cause yr moshin.
