To those not au fait with thrashing hardcore metal, Chickenhawk only serve to intensify your comfort zone and highlight that it’s elsewhere. And ‘Modern Bodies’ refuses to ease you in gently, turning you over and sticking the opening ‘Scorpieau’ straight up your quivering rectum in a whirlwind of screams and screeching guitars that is undeniably penetrative and blistering in force. One doesn’t have to be a connoisseur of this genre to know that Chickenhawk have a firm hold on their sound and what they do within it. At times they resemble Future Of The Left, but everything is intensified, angrier and more rotten to the core. While it’s undoubtedly a sonic annihilation and molestation of the senses, it retains an underlying degree of accessibility that makes even the smoothest of ball sacks feel a bit more hairy.

By Daniel Dylan Wray

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