Every now and then, (and I say this seldomnly) you need a little metal in your life. A violent thrashing of chorus, a gun metal guitar ripping and shredding. You need a little urban Futurism, no? Industrial squeaks and grinds. You want to hear the clank, clank, clank of a press. The ripping of foil, (think, back of throat flem noise) and a heavy thump of machine madness. So take this urban rebel pump, rough metallic spritzing and mosh with it. Rock n'roll ain't dead but your ear drums will be.