Featuring striking artwork from Daniel Danger on both sides of a heavy picture disc, this EP sports four songs from The Assailant, whose heavy, manic metalcore recalls the likes of Deadguy and Kiss It Goodbye, that crazed and chaotic noise-rock inflected style that sounds like the band is on the verge of falling apart at any moment. The riffs in these songs are pretty nuts, a combo of mathy angularity and seething metallic dirge; the drummer pushes the songs through abrupt time sig changes and rolling tom-driven breakdowns; and the singer bellows and screams so violently that you're just counting the seconds before he blows out every lymph node in his body. Crushing, discordant heaviness that doesn't add much in the way of new ideas to this mode of metalcore but sure doesn't slack in the intensity department, either. And Danger's artwork is truly haunting, a kind of Derek Hess-gone-cartoon-art style that sets his faceless Nurse character against the backdrop of a starlit sk

y while protoplasmic hands reach up towards her, begging for healing. It's a limited edition of 666 copies, with a black obi-style strip that is embossed with metallic silver that wraps around the record, with lyrics and notes printed on the inside.