Review Summary: Four songs. Four minutes.
Contained within the four minute run time of Haymaker's latest 7” Let Them Rot
are enough push pits, stage dives, microphone grabs, and clothes drenched in other people's sweat to last a lifetime. On Let Them Rot
, the Hamilton, Ontario based hardcore band continue to push forward with all their pissed off might, creating a short, swift musical kick to the head. It's enthralling. The energy contained in its four tracks is more than most bands can pack into an entire album, or in the case of some even a complete career. Take the thirty second “Shi
t Magnet” for example, its unrelenting pulse mixed with the pissed off sneer of singer Jeff Beckman makes it a shotgun blast of rage. It's a stunning testament to one of the most vitriolic and visceral bands in hardcore, that even despite their elusive status and fractured output, Haymaker still reign supreme. In a world where hardcore's ethics and aesthetics become commandeered by more and more commercial sources, Haymaker are living proof that the underground never dies. If you ever have doubted the power of hardcore punk, Let Them Rot
will make you regret it. It's the fury of Infest, the anger of Integrity, and the intensity of Man is the Bastard all rolled into 253 measly seconds.