Reviewed Panacea recently. Its harsh simplicities brought me to a higher... mental plane. That humans could ever be twisted enough to call such mechanical intensity "music"-- or that they can dance to it, and even drive to it-- is amazing. Yes, it's an ongoing test of how far kicks can go, but what the hell? It's good shit!

Though the two minds behind the music have probably never even met, Fever is an immediate relative of Panacea, and they breed pure distortion. I mean, if you haven't looked deep, deep into your pineal gland and found the core of music where harmony is a house of cards and the wind sings symphonies of dramatic randomness, you won't see it. But it's pure rhythm. Painful, coarse, grating rhythm, and a voice rapping pure attutude over the cacophony.

The repetition will ward away any casual listener and would definitely strike fear in the soul of the everage Texan. Fever is, after all, a member of the Digital Hardcore elite. Dark, pure and beautiful in its extremity, Too Bad But True is a slice of deepest, darkest musical evolution-- fascinating and intense in its industry.

-James P. Wisdom