“The record is about misanthropy and being driven beyond nihilism to hate…” says Wristmeetrazor frontman Justin Fornof of the Washington D.C. metalcore crew’s savage third album Degeneration. “Pain seeks more pain, at least in my experience.”
It’s the kind of radically cynical rhetoric that so many extreme artists use to tout their wares, but if there’s one thing to be said for WMR’s brand of chaotic, serrated metalcore, it’s that it often legitimately feels like the product of a tortured psyche fighting back from the precipice.
Glitching and juddering into life, full-bore opener Turn On, Tune In, Drop Dead initially feels like a measured blend of Slipknot, At The Gates and latter-day Code Orange, but promptly comes off the rails into pounding riffs and skin-crawling atmospherics. Static Reckoning arrives at a classic melodic-metalcore gallop, then veers into black metal frostiness and the towering melancholy of its clean-sung chorus. Trepanation is a snarling lesson in savagery, gnashing its teeth and straining at the leash like an animal with only bloodlust on its mind.
They’re the kind of compositions that other bands might draw out into indulgent, self-styled ‘epics’ but here Justin and his bandmates keep things short and sharp, with only four of the 12 tracks passing the three-minute mark. The 50 seconds of Culled And Forgotten could be the most impactful, surpassed perhaps only by the skull-crushing 131 of No Ceremony.