WEB EXCLUSIVE: RAISED FIST

Ah, Sweden: hot blondes in bikinis, meatballs, that marble-mouthed chef from The Muppet Show,.. and five really pissed off dudes who rock so hard and loud, your head is too scared to ask for aspirin. If it did, it would just look like a pussy, and one of these lads might beat the Swedish piss out of you.
Their name is Raised Fist, after the popular human gesture where the fingers close into a "fist," and the forearm or entire arm is elevated, or "raised," to varying degrees of height into the air. Two of 'em look pretty mean. Mean enough to make you think twice about making fun of their broken English, which isn't so broken if you listen to the record.
That's right, this is hardcore you can understand. No Anal Cunt-type growl. Just a full-on throaty yell, like Rob Aston from the Transplants, but a bit more refined. These dudes were definitely breast-fed Gorilla Biscuits and Sick of it All.
The album's called Dedication. It's done up in a nice little type treatment on the cover. Hell, the whole thing is laid out pretty neat and clean, which is a plus, considering most punk and hardcore albums look like a blind, limbless third grader designed 'em.
It's a new release from Burning Heart, and I recommend you get this now, because nothing celebrates the birth of Jesus like some good old fashioned balls-to-the-wall hardcore.