The Pitch: Berlin's Sinatra skip the crooning in favor of explosive mathcore and hardcore inspired by Cursed, Converge, and their friends Wølfenstein.
What I Like: Noisy, crusty, and destructive. The wailing guitars and unfettered vocal delivery bring with them a very real sense of disgust and contempt. I wanted to ask these guys if their name comes from the Helmet song, and I feel like a few of these tracks ("Hell") answer that question with a resounding yes. Speaking of references, there is a hook on "Sandstorms" that reminds me of Every Time I Die's "Underwater Bimbos From Outer Space." Also, are you hearing these fills and snare rolls? F#$king drumming wunderkind over here.
What I Don't Like: I like me a certain roughness to the production on my hardcore albums, but on some of the areas where the guitar stands alone with palm-muting the sound doesn't quite do it for me. And for the amazing drum performance I am saddened that the cymbals often get washed out.
The Verdict: "It`s Sinatra`s world. She just lives here. I hate everything as much as I hate me." Name your price for this album if you dig mathy hardcore.
Flight's Fav's: "Hell," "Dead To You All," "Flesh From Bones"