GOING OFF crossroads / weak links


GOING OFF

Crossroads / Weak Links

Church Road Records (080923) 


Manchester’s very own grimy hardcore prospects return with a deliciously horrible double A-side, full of metallic grind and nihilistic despair.


It doesn’t seem two minutes since Going Off spat out their fantastic full-length debut What Makes You Tick?, and this surprise release follows on from that statement by doubling down on the dirt and the sludge. Crossroads is an assault on the senses with bludgeoning guitar, doom tempos, and Jake’s in-your-face vocals front and centre to contemplate on the choices we face in life and the darkness that we suffer as time - and life - passes. It’s a crisp production courtesy of Chris at Noiseboy, with a fabulous bit of guitar squeal on the bridge to break the downward spiral, albeit temporarily. 


Weak Links somehow manages to cover itself in even more filth, flipping between the two-step groove of its opening assault and the tar-like sludge of the second-act. The ever impressive drum patterns and desert-rock bass tones knit everything together, and if the band are looking to head further down the rabbit hole of heaviness then they have delivered with this twin-release.


Judge for yourself:  https://goingoffhc.bandcamp.com/album/crossroads-weak-links

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