From the ashes comes greatness, agitation, and a pissed-off full length from Hardcore champions, Rotting Out. Five years of silence from a diamond in the rough, the wait is finally over. With an astonishing comeback, “Ronin” blows all their previous material out of the park. This is pure, unfiltered fight music. Each song gets you off your ass and makes you throw your TV out the window (sorry, mom). Rotting Out brings influences from old-school Hardcore bands like Suicidal Tendencies and Madball but incorporate the modern aspects of Metal. Hardcore primarily focuses on the vocals and the message that is sent, yet every instrument is playing their respective part to push the message forward: they’re here to kick in your teeth.
For those looking for classic hardcore aggression, songs like “Vessel” and “Reaper” bring fast hitting, circle-pit riffs that take you for a spin. The bass lines are at the forefront of each song, thickly settling themselves to pound your eardrums out of your head. “Reaper” especially hits hard, having a fantastic build up before sending you into the pit, fists flailing. For those looking for something new in the genre, look to songs like “Still Her” and “Thief.” While they maintain the usual hardcore aspects that are known and loved, the instrumentation is brought to the front and becomes equal with the vocals. “Prisoner” brings about group screams that the audience will be yelling back at the band, but there’s a sorted ambiance that’s brought about with chordal instruction.
Overall, hardcore is not generally a genre that I seek out to listen to. It’s a fantastic genre that is filled with many iconic bands that have influence much of the Metal scene to this day, but I thoroughly enjoy my blast beats and guttural toilets. With that said, Rotting Out have definitely piqued my interest to seek out more hardcore to put into my playlist. “Ronin” is a top-tier album that drops April 10th, absolutely splashing their previous material out of the water. It’s fast, it’s melodic, but the most important thing is that they’re back and they’re out for blood.
FFO: Suicidal Tendencies, Suburban Scum, Expire