When one of screamo’s most storied and illustrious acts announced they would be returning to the scene with their first new album nearly two decades, the hardcore community rejoiced – albeit hesitantly. After all, who knew what this modern version of the band would sound like? Would they share anything with those youngsters who spazzed through the beloved cult classic of a debut, Seeing Means More Than Safety (2000), infamous for its unmic’ed shrieks that would inspire an entire subgenre affectionately known as “skramz”? Or would it sound more like the band’s sophomore effort, Presents (2001), which focused the pure chaos of its predecessor into a more angular, cerebral noise rock vibe, and traded in those throat-ripping yelps for a more static megaphone-esque approach to v...
