Throats are not simply a hardcore band anymore. Bile, rage and despondency have organically mutated an already bitter and angry band into something far more extreme, reckless and dangerous. Throats have now evolved into a monster that, whilst nodding to their own past, now encompass a sound that embraces elements of Napalm Death, Rotten Sound, crust and d-beat into their stoned, cosmic riffs and breakdowns.
Throats don’t do sing-a-longs. They don’t do melodies. They don’t do harmonies. In fact, the young quintet barely do songs. Instead they prefer to carve acidic hardcore from riffs that do both razor speed and steamroller intensity and a rhythm section that rumbles like an exploding airliner.