In an age where "heavy" so often means the droning drudge of endless E-chords and "aggression" refers to puffed-up posturing that withers outside of the walls of the studio, Now Denial rends progressive metal, hardcore, and blues-rock into a blood-and-spit soaked mess, then slams them back together with the cacophony of an 18-wheeler pile-up. Tuneful but rarely melodic, soulful but never soft, this is screamy, guitar-driven, head-banging punk/hardcore at its best. Put on a bib before you drop the needle because you will be wiping melted pieces of face off of your shirt otherwise: Facemelter delivers on its promise.