It's not surprising that Kurt Ballou of Converge has an eye for talent and he clearly must see it in the UK's Beecher, as he has once again signed up to work with the band at his Godcity Studios on "This Elegy, His Autopsy". A manic blur of bleeding edge metalcore wrought with experimental undercurrents, the bands music is often a force not even the deaf could ignore.

With an air of "Jane Doe"-era Converge-like brutality, the band routinely seethe abrasive discordance. Sometimes playful in a way that would make Every Time I Die blush, and at others embedding abstract experimental electronica in a way rarely seen since Refused. Toss in a few moments of droning Isis-styled ambiance and you've got an album that skillfully stitches together many of the best elements of some of metals elite.

In doing so, the approach can seem a bit patchwork at times, but despite its implementation the band are still able to inject enough of their own fervence into their craft to avoid sounding like clones. While often too schizophrenic and frenetic to sink in, there's still an invigorating listen in place here. Sure, you've heard many aspects of this bands latest before, but "This Elegy, His Autopsy" lauds and dissects them with a fine, albeit manic, attention to detail not often seen.