A brain scrambling 15 song mini-album from the arty Pittsburgh-based deathgrind outfit Circle Of Dead Children, filled with furious, chaotic and insanely complex grindcore marked by super downtuned guitars, dueling gutteral belches and ripped-larynx screams, and a thousand riffs and changes packed into short and concise slices of pummeling blast that mostly run under a minute and a half in length. If CODC's dizzying, ultra technical, ultra noisy grind wasn't crazed enough, there's huge chunks of noise rock riffage, interludes built from sinister Industrial drones, weird ambient breakdowns made up of bass/drums/feedback, power violence, and dissonant black metal all thrown into the mix, a feverish blast vision marked by deeply misanthropic and apocalyptic lyrics and awesome album artwork that reeks of a Carcass/Southern Nihilism Front stylistic fusion. Zero Comfort Margin has a sloppy, jagged, falling-apart-at-the-seems power that not many bands are able to pull off like this, think Creation Is Crucifixion, Discordance Axis, Cephalic Carnage at their most deformed.