“2018 has certainly known no famine of death metal. Rather, a plague of quality extremity has swept the year, waging war on every twinkling symphonic injustice thus far. Although, undeniably, my bread and butter, the excess also poses something of a challenge. Namely, sorting the wheat from the chaff; flaying, mottled skin from iron bone. Rising from the sun-drenched soil of Austin, Texas, Infuriate’s self-titled debut represents yet another seismic breach of brutal proportions.” Angry and deadly.
