Whatís the appeal of Outbreak?
Thatís a lot like asking why people enjoy slam-dancing, hedg-ediving, or skateboarding without pads. Itís violent, itís aggressive, itís crass, and itís fun.
Outbreak throws back to the golden days of hardcore, but not in a completely aesthetic way like such similarly great acts as Government Warning, Double Negative and Chronic Seizure. With Outbreak, the crude lyrics, manic shouts and sandpaper riffs arenít homage to the past -- theyíre the full-throttle effort of a band whose initial ambitions exceeded their correlating abilities. But thatís kind of the charm. And while theyíve grown musically and lyrically since, the offsetting youthful vigor has helped them maintain a level of rawness that most bands would have lost after six years of touring and putting out records.
Thankfully to rest any doubts that might exist based on the previous paragraph, the band has provided such illustrative examples on their new 7Ē, Work to Death, as the 38-second A-side ďDonít Want to Fade (to Death).Ē Toggling between a heap of gang vocals are the snotty thrashcore vocals Š la Common Enemy that separate Outbreak from many of their hardcore peers. While the lyrics may be simple (and letís face it, they are), the tenacity with which theyíre delivered helps drive home the point that much more: ďDonít want to be plain and dull / ... / Donít want to follow your rules!Ē
Side B is nearly four times the length of the first tune, as ď(Work)ing DeadsĒ powers forward with the help of a pummeling rhythm and glass-cutting guitar lead. If you can stomach the off-key wails like most punks should be able to, ď(Work)ing DeadsĒ is a juicy hardcore jam, topped off by a fantastic group-shout breakdown to close out the song.
Though brief in duration, Outbreakís Work to Death is an enjoyable taste of the band and will certainly tide those over who have been craving more Outbreak while awaiting the bandís full-length followup to Failure.