ONE DEAD THREE WOUNDED
PAINT THE TOWN
Philadelphia’s One Dead Three Wounded’s scalding metalcore attack is flavored chunks of Southern-fried metal, assisting this quintet in sounding a lot like the bastard child Every Time I Die and Pantera. On the band’s 12-track skull crushing serving, you can hear the bones breaking in the pit from the breakdown on “Thank God for Painkillers”, but there’s also a discernibly melodic side to the band found on tracks like the fist-pumping gang chorused chug-a-thon of “Regret” that yields comparisons to both Hatebreed and Killswitch Engage. Intertwining hardcore’s rage with metal’s fretboard finesse, “Eight Dollar Prom Dress” sound s like the band studied its Darkest Hour discs to death, giving the band its finest moment on the disc. A bevy of metallic genre-bending affair, PAINT THE TOWN will have you running amuck in the pit, ready to throw down with anyone that gets in your path.