303 Daisycutter

With surprising aggression and brutality, this five-song EP seethes with angst and burns with boiling, irrepressible fire. Former Mood Syrup frontman Lloyd Arcesia possesses the vocal savagery of a John Brannon, and it's not difficult to imagine the entire band throwing itself into a performance with a frightening and electrifying...

By Tom Murphy

January 8, 2009

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With surprising aggression and brutality, this five-song EP seethes with angst and burns with boiling, irrepressible fire. Former Mood Syrup frontman Lloyd Arcesia possesses the vocal savagery of a John Brannon, and it's not difficult to imagine the entire band throwing itself into a performance with a frightening and electrifying fury. There is no filler, and each track seems to have been written with the goal of trimming every ounce of fat. Anyone looking for politically correct lyrics and affirmations of a more genteel society should probably steer clear: Unvarnished tales of lust, animalistic sex and a vitriolic hostility for hypocritical social conventions are what these songs are about. So-called objectionable material aside, this is modern rock and roll at its most vital.

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Tom Murphy is a writer, visual artist and musician from Aurora, Colorado. He was a prolific music writer for Westword and a documenter of the Denver music scene.

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