Perfect Nothing explode with a brutal battle of the sexes that has enough aggression and pounding verbal cleansing's to crush the breath right out of the listeners lungs. Mixing impressively heavy female vocals with equally as abrasive male vocals, the group plunges headfirst into downtuned nu metal that is both rough and vicious. Snapping like a wounded animal, words are belted out with guttural screams that show off harsh growls and death metalesque bellows in both female and male flavors that rapidly trade places back and forth before launching into calmed cathartic verses and tension building rant like flows. There are moments when their contributions can come off a bit restrained, almost pleading out their words with a callused nature filled with sorrow, but it usually doesn't last and ends up eventually erupting into a verbal exorcism of incinerating caustic shouts. Guitars come off sounding a bit dirty and rip through fast paced riffs that come in machine gun bursts of distorted downtuned fury. It's interesting to see guitar work that keeps focused while not becoming overtly technical and the style showed off here is able to tap into the primal rage while still keeping things appealing, although it should be noted that there is a somewhat Korn feel to some of the ambient noises made. Bass is downtuned to a numbing low and hits with dull notes and booming basslines that entertain themselves with the odd slap and pop groove to kick up the pace. A few moody grooves are laid out but for the most part the strings flap along behind the guitars plowing a trench for the drums to pulverize. Drums show off a spastic array of snare rolls and high hat work while giving weight to the less is more approach. Rather than giving the kit a full workout, the concentration is directed more towards the snare creating a chaotic collage out of a generally limited component. The band definitely pours itself into this release with enough agony and unforgiving riffs to permanently injure ones eardrums, from the unexpected spoken word piece of "17 In A 35" to the melodic female driven "Another January" the group doesn't limit themselves and branches off into multiple directions, but there's still a handful of things that hold this release back from being an unquestionably potent mixture. The most noticeable knock against the group would probably be the vocals, there is a lot of talent shown, but its still too rough around the edges to be completely satisfying and needs to be nurtured more before it will achieve a truly fulfilling grace. Another thing that could be viewed negatively is the relatively loose nature of the instruments, they don't mesh together entirely too well and at times can sound a bit muddy, detracting from what could be a more solidified assault. Perfect Nothing hammer out a multitude of aggravated rhythms with enough lung power to give a hurricane a run for its money, but there's still some development needed in their craft before they hit their full stride, but as the old saying goes, nothing's perfect.
(3.5 / 5)