Picking up where Man Is The Bastard and Cross Out left off, Toronto's Endless Blockade are back with their second album of acidic hardcore that is so severely pissed off, I can feel the enamel melting off of my teeth as I listen to 'em. It's a cathartic hurting though, and one that I welcome in this post-Slap A Ham era. Primitive features thirteen tracks of grinding metallic blast-thrash for their first release for 20 Buck Spin, continuing their brutal mode of hyperfast HC, grueling sludge and crazed electronic noise. Imagine a cross between Crossed Out, Corrupted and Man Is The Bastard; they even received the "powerviolence" stamp of approval from Eric Wood of MITB recently in an article on West Coast extreme hardcore where Wood called out Endless Blockade as one of the only "legit" powerviolence bands in existence today. These cats aren't on some retro trip though. Endless Blockade's scorn-blast is as intelligent and incisive as it is balls-out brutal; their lyrics and album sleeve include references to the Kabbalah, Nietzsche, Egyptian war-wolf-gods, Soviet anti-spy operations, the Manson family, theology, etc. All this is conveyed through a punishing assault of lumbering slow motion sludge riffage, razor-sharp hardcore riffs and stop-on-a-dime speed changes, blastbeats and scathing screams, weird samples and gobs of awesome Man Is The Bastard-style oscillator noise loops and vicious electronic skree, with even a dip into pure power electronics on "Perfection". Jello Biafra shows up with a guest vocal appearance on the title track, which is amusingly enough only five seconds long a la Napalm Death's "You Suffer". So scathing and pissed and ferocious. One of the best hardcore releases of the year, in my opinion, and highly recommended to anyone into SU19B, Man Is The Bastard, Apartment 213, and Crossed Out.