Indulge America, this is The Devil’s Cut. Drink it in and enjoy the familiar comfort of the burn. These gents from Lansing fucking let the kick drum lead the march of sin… it goes something like 1,2…get the fuck outta our way. It reminds me of the feeling I get when I pull up to a field only to see trucks equally as shitty as mine with a pallet fire that stands 6-9 feet tall with nothing but trouble minded fools standing around it. The tempo seems like an addiction to the group, just sucking the everything outta everyone to keep the song progressing to a more desperate state. It might feel uncomfortable from the outside but sip up motherfucker and enjoy the life, these gents seem like they do.