Heavy-as-hell crustcore to bludgeon your very existence on this planet in four songs or less or your bowl of vegan chili is free. While the masters of the genre have opted for pristine studio recordings and metalhead mechanics, Death Gasp grab you by the collar of your His Hero Is Gone hoodie and slam you into the human walls of the pit, keeping it raw and brutal. Recorded in the middle of the Pittsburgh winter and that’s exactly what it sounds like. –Daryl (Razorcake)