Deathcore tends to be mired in its own darkness, dragged down by the sheer density, dread and disgust of it all. Swedish newcomers thrown are different. Treading the surface of that murky, heavyweight genre for extended periods without being fully sucked beneath the surface, on this debut the Stockholm quartet deploy elements of tech and nu-metal to thrilling effect. It results in something more dextrous, fleet-footed and cutting than their more uncompromisingly brutalist peers.
Scraping into life with its pitchy six-strings and pummelling rhythms, opening track guilt immediately invokes home-country legends Raised Fist and Refused. There’s something peculiarly Scandic about the blend of high-tension atmospherics and unrelenting rage. But within sixty seconds they've gone full early Slipknot, with vocalist Marcus Lundqvist spitting disdain without a breath to spare.
Wearing its rock-club ambitions on its tattered sleeve, second track backfire begins to fully unfurl their swagger, alternating between arse-jiggling six strings and all-out stomp. Then on the verge spills right into rap-rock territory, its offbeat hip-hop intro exploding into an onslaught of which Korn could be proud.