Abrasive, unpolished, and intensely raw. This record trades stadium precision for a metallic, garage-rehearsal sound and lyrics that feel like a therapy session.
It's the sound of a multi-million dollar band having a mid-life crisis in a garage, and it's glorious chaos.
A relentless, confrontational purge of internal demons that prioritizes raw honesty over sonic comfort.
The vocals lean far further into raw than the rest of the catalogue.
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