Sludge fans will draw immediate comparisons to Iron Monkey, or maybe angular doomlords Khanate filtered through Molly Hatchet, but when it comes to Facedowninshit these are compliments of the highest order. Nothing Positive Only Negative builds a mountain of godsize riffwork with the vocals of Jason Crumer and Waylon Riffs working in primitive tandem to pound the song into a bloody pulp while Ryan Wolfe's drumming recalls Death Valley Dragline's resident skin abuser, The Prodigy. Mangled, shrieking guitars muscle their way to the forefront of is unabashed Discharge-worship fit to crush the larynx of mall-metal for once and fucking all.

Name-dropping all these former bands by no means brands Facedowninshit as jumpers onto a nonexistent bandwagon, though. Instead, it should serve to cement the pedigree of sheer kickass brutality that inspired this black tar trinity in the creation of this desolate beast. Next time you want to have your ass handed to you, or feel like doling out the punishment to someone else, Facedowninshit will be waiting. Nothing Positive Only Negative is the soundtrack to personal wreckage.

From the first raw and distorted riff that leaves the speakers, one is nailed in front of the sound-machine, getting blasted by the noisy manifesto Facedowninshit delivers here on their third full length album. The band blends punk, sludge, grind-like noise with a blues-like feel. This album is a soundtrack to get the frustrations out of the world. From start to end, the mesmerizing riffs, the always changing beats and rhythms, the ugly and harsh screams keeps one hypnotized, yet rocking to the sounds from Facedowninshit.

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