Sorry guys, I know this has been already (briefly) featured on our sleazy webzine, but I couldn't help myself. It's the only hardcore thing I enjoy, and seeing how chester wrote only one paragraph about it half an year ago on his way to the local tsatsiki vendor, I have to do justice to it.
Howl is a I-had-enough-of-it, no-more, fuck-your-face, if-you-stare-at-me-for-one-more-second-i'll murder-your-dog, I-don't-give-a-flying-raccon's-dick hardcore album that is most suitable and efficient after spending the whole day doing boring errands. For me, at least.
For the rest of you, who might not be as pissed off and frustrated with life as I am, Howl is a perfectly head bangleable and mosh-friendly record. The tracks rarely surpass two minutes in length, making for twelve short bursts of fucking ANGER AND VIOLENCE ROAAAR. The guitars are deliciously distorted, the drumming is violent and the lead singer... holy shit, the lead singer. I'd hire him 24/7 just to scream at people that I don't like and then MAYBE beat the shit out of them with a drumstick or something. Chances are that his scream has already perforated a hole through the dude's esophagus, so assaulting him would be not only ungentlemanly, but embarrassingly redundant. As you might have already expected, the lyrical content is comprised, but not limited to, disease, destruction and a general dislike for society and the human race. I, for one, share their views. Nothing more to say here.
I might sound like a fucking scrub to you rusty hardcore aficionados, but trust me, as an outsider, Howl is something special. It's fun and to the subject, and I would recommend it even to hardcore rookies like me. Here's hoping that I won't ditch my snobbish hipster persona for *insert specific hardcore stereotype*, because who will be then left to write articles you never read about bands that you don't care about?