A shotgun marriage of ultra-disciplined twin-guitar metalcore, boyish sing-along refrains and deathcore's diaphragm-defying gurgle, this Kentucky quintet apparently endorses any sound that makes mosh pits out of tatted teens. Just as they dodge between genres, Sea of Treachery flip through personalities like a tweaker in a Halloween store, traversing psychotic demon throat-ripper, militaristic post-metal shred-head and angelic voice of optimism — often all before the minute mark. They may have traded some of specialization's sheer quality for the comforting warmth of people-pleasing variety, but SoT nonetheless make for an almost comically exhilarating crash-course in all things -core.
Sat., Sept. 29, 6:15 p.m., 2012
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