‘A worthless narrator, just keeps it contrived and if you can’t see through, I guess stay divided as one’.

Unrestrained, raw hardcore from New York’s Fairytale, which quite literally feels as if it is on the verge of careering totally out of control throughout its scorching duration.  Distorted, fuzz-drenched guitars lay down a blistering assault as the frantic d-beat orientated percussion tries desperately to keep pace, while never leaving a cymbal unhit.  And this is all brought together by a truly virtuoso vocal performance that veers from rasping rage to sardonic observation to the almost ethereal, without a breath ever being taken.  Chaos honed and given material form.