from impose magazine: "Pygmy Shrews (Sorex hoyi) are the smallest of mammals, but noted for their ferocity and vigor. Pygmy Shrews, similarly, may blast through a song in only a minute or two and a single chorus, but, likewise with notable aggressive frenzy.
Hardcore, long more the jurisdiction of growing up in Long Island (or my own small town Maine for that matter), seems to be undergoing a minor Brooklyn revival at the moment. Minor, but loud and desperate, and with a distinctly New York zeal for experimentation. Combining the vicious, pounding vitriol of Drunkdriver (via shared drummer Jeremy Villalobos) with the harsh, precision dissonance of Zs (via shared guitarist Ben Greenberg) with the lashing, frantic bass chops of Tia Vincent, Pygmy Shrews produce brief, violent outbursts that balance out their pitch-black fury and atonality-flirting sludge with sudden, focused leaps of anthemic melody. It's almost like a glimpse of an alternate history where early grunge managed to keep its fist-pumping universality, but dodged celebrity and nu metal back into the underground and further innovation.
The band rises out of the ashes of Cutter (itself a reformed version of the Fugue), with that band's instrumental core seemingly suddenly realizing they no longer have any need for outside vocals (previously Joe Somer, then Kevin Barry), Greenberg and Vincent stepping easily in to fill that role. What's amazing is how much this seems to have tightened the band -- now darting from tumultuous metal flurries to syncopated slow grind to surprising passionately swelling guitar -- and how good of a vocalist Vincent turns out to be, sliding directly from strident punk shout into clear, strong melodies that pierce the guitar muck."
for fans of white mice, brainbombs, drunkdriver, etc...