Not enough people get around some good honking death metal and it’s truly a shame because if they did it would end the SSRI-epidemic post-haste, especially when the band members look like characters in a Temu-exclusive edition of Guitar Hero. It’s been a long time coming and thank God, as this lot are on peak instrumental form: double-kicks with the gentleness of New Jack’s Vic Grimes takedown, gutturals just indistinguishable enough but done with a demonstrated ability that scythes them away from when straight singers try and do it and end up sounding like the crap side of a powerviolence split, and a moment should be taken for Allen’s guitar worship as of course one of the loveliest people in the city can shred like no-ones business and just be completely normal about it. Like your rural uncle talking about art, I don’t know much but I know what I like, and I like the Gutto boys heaps, they’ll get you swinging your hair and they’ll get you giggling because they know that metal is actually heaps funny and that’s why it fucks so hard when it’s done right. - Asha