#2400 Rites of Spring - Rites of Spring

The only Rites of Spring album's fucking essential, blasting Bad-Brains-worthy DC hardcore heat alongside melodicism and laid-bare desperation that was way ahead of its time in 1985. It's impossible not to hear Fucked Up in there - that electric combination of big ideas, big feelings, and an urgency that blasts them out half-assembled, shotgunning head//heart shrapnel wrapped in satin shimmer. Immediately bracing, relentless and exhausting, rewind-click-play-ready from the first 4.5/5