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LIFE LIKE - Savages 7"
LIFE LIKE’s debut EP, Savages, opens with the force of a Mack truck driven by a bull, hellbent and dead set on demolishing the china shop in his crosshairs. As raw and primal as the EP's name implies, the no-frills, thunderous introductory breakdown sets the tone for what is to come as the rest of the six-track offering continues to pummel its listeners into submission, alternating to and from high-speed fury and catastrophic end-of-the-world mosh. From the album's grimy-as-fuck cover art (by MARTIN “LUMPY” MEYER) to the music's thick, dirty production, the entire affair is exactly as real as true hardcore should be: No bullshit, no marathon songs, no posers allowed. Music to riot to and songs for smashing your fist into the wall until all you pull back is a bleeding shapeless stump. Savage indeed.
LIFE LIKE’s debut EP, Savages, opens with the force of a Mack truck driven by a bull, hellbent and dead set on demolishing the china shop in his crosshairs. As raw and primal as the EP's name implies, the no-frills, thunderous introductory breakdown sets the tone for what is to come as the rest of the six-track offering continues to pummel its listeners into submission, alternating to and from high-speed fury and catastrophic end-of-the-world mosh. From the album's grimy-as-fuck cover art (by MARTIN “LUMPY” MEYER) to the music's thick, dirty production, the entire affair is exactly as real as true hardcore should be: No bullshit, no marathon songs, no posers allowed. Music to riot to and songs for smashing your fist into the wall until all you pull back is a bleeding shapeless stump. Savage indeed.
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LIFE LIKE’s debut EP, Savages, opens with the force of a Mack truck driven by a bull, hellbent and dead set on demolishing the china shop in his crosshairs. As raw and primal as the EP's name implies, the no-frills, thunderous introductory breakdown sets the tone for what is to come as the rest of the six-track offering continues to pummel its listeners into submission, alternating to and from high-speed fury and catastrophic end-of-the-world mosh. From the album's grimy-as-fuck cover art (by MARTIN “LUMPY” MEYER) to the music's thick, dirty production, the entire affair is exactly as real as true hardcore should be: No bullshit, no marathon songs, no posers allowed. Music to riot to and songs for smashing your fist into the wall until all you pull back is a bleeding shapeless stump. Savage indeed.
