Gay For Johnny Depp – What Doesn't Kill You, Eventually Kills You

It's fitting that the songs on What Doesn't Kill You, Eventually Kills You are imbued with the same sense of deadpan nihilism that the album's title might suggest. Shorn of any fat, at under 22 minutes this record (only the band's second cohesive, full-length effort) drips with the kind of venom that The Locust have built a career on. The bass-led Suckcess is an especially volatile head-turner, reminiscent of the group's authentic hardcore roots.

Though GFJD regularly have the dubious tag “spazz-core” levelled at them, it’s worth pointing out that, amidst the frenzy, they adhere much more closely to a traditional hardcore blueprint than the likes of their aforementioned contemporaries. She Has The Hottest Limp also manages to combine some sensational riffing with a couple of paint-peeling wails that would make Axl Rose blush. All said, this is the succinct, beautiful, bloody, punch to the face that many frustrated circle-pit regulars have been waiting for since Converge's last outing. [Austin Tasseltine]