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No Angels, No Demons

There's something odd about Old Dutch Arriba tortilla chips having a Mexian Street Corn flavour...but here I sit with a bag in front of me. They smell like yellow corn tortilla chips. Now this is quite confusing, I'm getting real cool ranch notes with a hint of spice...just a wee lil hint. These are like if Cool Ranch was walking down the street and Nacho Cheese stumbled into them but just kept walking...then immediately you picked up cool ranch and consumed them (did I mention Nacho Cheese is a bit of a slob and doesn't really shower and if they were in a cartoon they'd have stink lines emanating from them). Every once in a while lime shows up to the party, lurks around in the background for a minute..then decides this ain't their scene. The crunch is average to marginally thicker than average (yeah, I understand that those aren't necessarily the same thing, but I'm pretty sure you get what I'm saying). There's enough background noise to make these chips enjoyable, but if you're a real seasoning person you might wish the sodium content on the back read closer to 20%/50g rather than the 16%/50g. These will be bangin' with some salsa.

When I ordered the Ristrikt We Are All Just Human LP from Wasted Wax I hadn't listened to any of the promo clips on Instragram ahead of time. I trust the labels (Bart's) curation, I expected that it'd be good and somewhere in the punk/metal spectrum (based on the couple members names that I recognized I thought it'd be closer to the skate/hardcore punk side). When I threw the record on a few weeks ago my face was melted. This is some brutal hardcore. The heavier side of NYHC mixed with some late 90's/early 2000's metalcore, but without the drawn out change scooping breakdowns. Guttural vocals. Solos, however only 5 of the 14 songs break the 2 minute mark (at that two are 2:11 and one is 2:19)..the entire 14 song album is 27mins. Substantial lyrics. This album bangs, go listen to it.

Stay hydrated,

Marc

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