Rock-a-Rama
How you’re going to feel about this bad boy depends on a few factors: how one feels about guitars that sound like bass drops spilling from the butt of a Dodge Challenger, how one feels about metalcore guest features designed to set the Twitch chat on fire, how often “Ad-Rock spitting in my mouth” shows up in one’s search history, and if one could make it through the last couple Code Orange albums without falling on the floor from laughter.
Rock-a-Rama
Nineteen albums guaranteed to treat you like a Saturday night
Zachary Lipez
KNOCKED LOOSE You Won’t Go Before You’re Supposed To Pure Noise
How you’re going to feel about this bad boy depends on a few factors: how one feels about guitars that sound like bass drops spilling from the butt of a Dodge Challenger, how one feels about metalcore guest features designed to set the Twitch chat on fire, how often “Ad-Rock spitting in my mouth” shows up in one’s search history, and if one could make it through the last couple Code Orange albums without falling on the floor from laughter. I go back and forth on all but the last one. So I hated this at first. Now I kind of love it. If you’re on the street, trying to enjoy your $15 cup of cookie dough, that Dodge Challenger is obnoxious. But if you’re in the passenger seat of the Challenger, nodding to the music, staring right through the NPCs on the street, enjoying the day with your best friend Craig as the bass rattles the essential amino acids around both your skulls? Well, life doesn’t get much better than that.