WARNING: Make sure speakers are turned up high before playing this album. Your neighbours and cats will hate you.
The definition of punk as per the Oxford Dictionary: a loud, fast-moving, and aggressive form of rock music, popular in the late 1970s and early 1980s. Hashed Out is what I consider to be a prime example of punk rock. Luckily, I live in the same city as this band so I have had the pleasure of catching them play quite a few shows.
The ever so heavy “Spent Shell” starts off this record which has a very Black Flag vs. Descendents feel. Yes, that is what I’m talkin’ about. Those happen to be two of my favourite punk bands, so this is definitely a great start to the album. I especially LOVED the minor, little breakdown in the middle of the track and remember perfectly well catching the band play this live, Alex Cartier thrashing it out with the fans in the mosh pit as he laid down on the ground screaming his heart out. The stoner-rock feel of this breakdown is fucking heart wrenching and my nerves go wild when the guitar solo kicks in.
The majority of this album consists of heavy, fast-paced guitar riffs and crazy kicks, along with Cartier’s monstrous yells and screams. I also really dug the “death metal” vocals during “Total Bore.” I mentioned Black Flag and Descendents as comparisons, but as the album progressed, I heard some Cancer Bats in there as well. I know bands usually hate being compared to other bands, but I cannot help it. Music is an ever-flowing family and we are all inspired/influenced by something.
Track of choice is “To the Wolves.” While I enjoyed all eight tracks on the album so damn much, this one ends the album with a bang. Such dark lyrics such as “Warn your kids about us when they say their prayers/ When you see us coming, avoid our gaze.” Then it brings you into a slower-paced, groovy breakdown: “Smell the blood/ Follow the pack/ Fear not of God/ Our white teeth all have your back,” Cartier yells over and over and the album comes to an end.
Written by Liz Imperiale