Ghostlimb: Confluence (Vitriol, 2012). An emo punk brain scraper that lurches and confesses from the opening measures. The singer is fully at the end of his rope, the drummer is on it and loose and alive, and the songs are spin and jerk around, just like in real life. Every member of the band is on full tilt.
There are no breaks here, it’s a steady diet of cathartic blasters. Let this bad feelings out people, these guys will help you out.