In the race to the furthest extremity of metal, Nails nears the finish line. Abandon All Life pushes its thrashing grindcore so far into the red it paints the walls with blood. A subtle sense of dynamics (cf. “Wide Open Wound”) keeps the roar from getting monochromatic, but don’t-blink intensity rules here, and Nails hammers it directly into your brain. 


This article appears in August 2 • 2013.
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