Primitive Blast are back, and the new EP D.I.D. rips exactly like the name promises. Here's the funny thing about the Australian hardcore crew: a band called Primitive Blast sounds like it should burn out in a summer, right? Instead they've stuck around for more than a decade, blasting through record after record without losing an ounce of that scorched intensity.
D.I.D. is a short, mean set of tracks that lands like a gut punch. If you caught their earlier work, you already know the drill: fast, furious, no fat on the bone. This EP keeps that same feral energy while tightening the screws.
Ten-plus years in, most hardcore bands soften up or drift toward polish. Primitive Blast refuse. They still play like their name is a warning label, and D.I.D. proves the fire hasn't cooled one bit.
Two words for this one: primitive blast. Turns out that band name was a promise all along.