This band does not care what you think. They do what they want, when they want. They take the notion of 'song structure' and piss on it. Bands with such little regard for what makes music 'music' usually teeter on a narrow, steep plateau between the valley of glorious triumph and the pit of utter failure. Me and Him Call it Us dive off of this plateau head-first into the former. Screeching, roaring and growling nearly unintelligible lyrics amidst flurries of furious shredding punctuated by shamelessly brutal breakdowns, this band unabashedly carves out their own niche among what some might call genres of 'screamo' or 'grindcore' while subscribing to neither. Another aspect that adds a unique quality to this album is the atmospheric and noisy ambient interludes found scattered throughout. These really break up the ruthlessness and give you a chance to catch your breath before shoving your head straight back into the toilet.
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