Where they from?
Boston, MA. Went to a water park over the weekend here in Orlando and my feet got badly sunburnt. It looks like Im walking around on two bloated lobster claws. The sick part is I can’t wait for the skin to peel. There are few joys in life much better than peeling dead skin from your body, I feel like a fucking iguana!
Why the hype?
You know who doesn’t get sunburnt? ZERO SURVIVE FROM BOSTON. I mean, I can only assume they use sunscreen properly, but I am not a dermatologist. What they do do is churn out insane off-kilter tech grind similar to Cognizant but with that trademark New England pissed-off-ness. Every song sounds like an old jalopy starting up and discombobulating in front of our very ears.
Latest release?
Split with Maxshit, self-released. It’s the stop/starts that really get me here. This album is so herky-jerky; it sounds like they wrote the entire thing while riding a mechanical bull. Perfect soundtrack to PEEL DEAD SKIN OFF YOUR FEET! God, I am such a child.
Split with Maxshit by Zero Survive
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