I saw these guys at 1919 Hemphill in Fort Worth and they blew me the fuck away. A drummer, a bassist, and a mammoth yelling like a straight edge christian version of david yow. I grabbed their new LP on vinyl and it came with a CD! Score! So they killed it live, with their singer wearing metal gauntlets on his arms with a dress on just walking straight into people like a fucking brick wall singing straight into their faces as we looked back anxious and wild. Their drummer pounded away at those skins like they fucked his girlfriend, I swear I don't know how the dude didn't break a cymbal that night. Their bassist writhed, jumped around and generally fucking grooved to the post-hardcore/post-thrash insanity that is The Tanks. I don't really know much about them other than their super cool dudes from Iowa? Check 'em out. Here are two records. CRANK THAT SHIT HOMMIE
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