Are you angry? You probably aren't angry. Maybe you think you're angry, but chances are you aren't.
Watchmaker are angry. Not the "hardcore punk" kind of angry, the kind of angry that stupidly thinks it might make a difference; that kind of angry is for children. Watchmaker are the old fashioned nihilistic grindcore kind of angry; angry because they know they will not make a difference, angry because this festering ***hole of existence is about as good as it's going to get. Angry at themselves. Angry at me. Angry at you.
"Kill. ***ing. Everyone." lets them express their anger. Here is how they're going to do it. They're going to play loads of crushing, down-tuned riffs fast as *** with a few petulant leads thrown in to compound the hatred. They're going to beat the hell out of their drum-kit and not let up the pace because they don't give a ***. They are not going to fill their music with useless samples. Samples are not angry. They're going to scream, bark, howl and roar into their microphone. Who cares what they are saying? Read the song titles if you want context you god damn child. If you didn't get the point of
Watchmaker's music from the name of the album you are probably stupid enough to deserve all the hate
Watchmaker have for you. They are going to play for an uncomfortable, claustrophobic half of an hour. They don't care if you don't like it.
What is there left to be said? Listen to this album if you're angry. Or if you think you're angry. Or if anger is an emotion you have felt at some point in your life.
Watchmaker are going to be angry regardless of what you do.
3.7/5
