"As for you, you were dead in your trespasses and sins, in which you used to walk when you conformed to the ways of this world and of the ruler of the power of the air, the spirit who is now at work in the sons of disobedience."—Ephesians 2:1-2
Any loving parent today would be horrified and shocked to learn that their sons and daughters are listening to HELLRAZOR. This clutch of depraved individuals defies the natural beauty of their home state of Connecticut, instead choosing a wanton path toward loud guitars, gnarled vocals, and lyrics that glorify life's darker side.
As if to highlight just how depraved they are, HELLRAZOR chose to not only celebrate the underworld in their very name; their first album is called "Satan's Smile," a clear sign that they act in service of only one being—Lucifer, the embodiment and root of all evil.
HELLRAZOR blends the sort of heavy, ear-splitting rock that typically soundtracks the underworld's various outposts on Earth—convenience-store parking lots, secluded spots deep in the woods, plazas where "skaters" can show off their "tricks"—and its dealings with unexpected forays into pop. Do not let the "lighter side" of the band, as exhibited on the deceptively sweet "Vegas" (with a reference to "Sin City" right in the title!!!) and the contemplative "Jargon Scott," fool you! Since their inception as a Rancid cover band, HELLRAZOR have proven themselves to be devoted to elevating the lewd and gross, recording a chunk of "Satan's Smile" at a Philadelphia recording studio with the horrifying name Sex Dungeon and chanting "million dollars, million dollars" over the ragged riffs on the album opener "A Cool Mill."
Evil is all over HELLRAZOR's catalog. These degenerates know that the more they flaunt their demonology, the more they will be empowered by the devil to continue doing so. Yet it is all a deception. Satan is not nice to anyone! He brings ongoing misery and final destruction even to his own. He plays nice with no mortal, whether man or animal.
The sonic elements buried inside HELLRAZOR's frantic riffing only make their message of a world "Covered In Shit" more potent. Protect your children from their evil—and their music—while you still can.
Cindy Lou Gooden is a New York-based songwriter; Malkmus, Cluck, Longstreth, and Drake (the one who played the guitar) worshipper who sounds like Liz Phair (even though she's never listened to a single Liz Phair record from start to finish); fan of protracted sentences; ASCII expert; two-time EP-making champion; and an all-around good and wholesome influence for your children.
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