A World To Forget their new album, and a show that I will not forget!

A World To Forget by Braindown , and my thoughts about their live performance A World to Forget couldn’t have been a better title for their debut album. Seeing them live, it’s a gripping urge to split your head against any formal object or person near you. Your whole life seems suddenly meaningless as you watch clown, bones and ares stomp every last cell of reason left in you. The crowd is ecstatic, Shag’s vocal roar across the stage and into your ears they penetrate to reach your beat-less heart as the show claims every punk in the room. As the show reached its climax, I couldn’t remember who I was, all I had inside was an envy to spew my guts. The thrill, the sweat and madness had broken my recollection of a formal bleak existence. As I opened my eyes one last time to watch these four guy’s mercilessly claim every soul, I remembered that this was just a show, that I wasn’t in hell yet, that the door by which I’d come in wasn’t the gate of hell. Oh shoot I thought, how could I...