San Antonio's With All Sincerity have been at the helm of a Southern hardcore scene looking to catch aflame. With two destructive demos already under their belt amid a tide of positive buzz, these men have come forth with their debut outing, "The Age Where Nothing Fits" boasting production by former 7 Angels 7 Plagues drummer Jared Logan.

With All Sincerity have learned from some of metalcore's most dominant forces yet they absorb elements of thrash and death metal into their repertoire when the need arises, making for an album that is all too willing to lapse into unguided metallic brutality. The vast majority of the songs collected for this effort possess the intense force necessary for such metallic illusions, but few obtain full-fledged domination as well as "Shoot Me" and "When Good Movies End Bad". With the former, the band inject lethal doses of thrash into the metalcore framework, most notably in Frank Gonzalez's percussive surge. Meanwhile, Acosta's sing/scream dynamic is rather average, assuming the usual Poison The Well styled structuring combined with screams more accustomed to Zao, though he does still use his skills effectively. The latter song however is a malicious metalcore manifesto built upon discordant guitar tones that squeal and shriek like a beast in pain. The album's title track is another riff-heavy car crash of noise, driving forward with animalistic fury akin to Norma Jean, yet quick to include guttural death metal growls and Acosta's screams of "it's my generation!" to carry the conviction of a soul struggling to find its place. The real stumbling block that the group encounter is that they still appear quite hesitant and unsure of exactly what they desire to create, often plowing through songs with little direction. As such, they continuously find themselves up against roadblocks that dull their intensity and reveal their confusion at the task at head. When this occurs, vocalist Adolf Acosta resorts to a variety of unintelligible vocal roars as the rest of the group rush to shovel in chunks of haphazard metalcore, reducing the album to sounding like an unfocused demo of good intentions lost in progress.

With All Sincerity's debut is an album that desperately looks to convey the myriad of styles that have influenced the band since their inception. If you can think of a style, it can probably be found within this release, especially if that style ends with the all too fashionable 'core'. In all the commotion it's easy to get caught up in the blitzkrieg of spastic extremes being presented, but to focus on any one moment is to discover just how predictable this formula has become. Oh so frantic riffs (with a well-balanced diet of gritty tech. and Gothenburg chic) collapse upon particularly savage percussive blasts, where they are then splintered into caustic shards by bulbous bass lines and throaty expulsions that could only be classified as noise. Sure this concoction sounds moderately interesting, but the group simply provide the groundwork that countless other young metal hopefuls have been offering over the past few years. While there are brief glimpses at something special found here, by and large this is unfortunately a record which remains faceless. Sadly, "The Age Where Nothing Fits" is little more than a heroic attempt at originality that ultimately succumbs to the overwhelming sameness that has plagued the genre since the recent influx of like-minded bands.