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Dead To Fall � everything I touch falls to pieces 
Review by Scott Slapp

Dead To Fall � everything I touch falls to pieces 
Label: Victory Records 
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Tracks:
Prologue 
Memory 
Eternal Gates Of Hell 
Like A Bullet 
Graven Image 
Words Ignored 
Cost Of A Good Impression 
Tu Se Morta 
Doraematu 
Preying On The Helpless 
The Balance Theory
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Hail Victory Records and bow down to the alter of true metalcore while you engorge yourself on this brutal feast of pure head-pounding metal! Take everything you love about hardcore metal; the insane double drum beats, the classic thrashmetal riffs and the metalcore screams that made Shadows Fall, Zao and At The Gates underground kings of metal, throw them together into one band and you got yourself one mutha of a metal band! You've got Dead To Fall! 

There is no way you can listen to this disc at low volume, it screams out to you� "crank me up!, crank me up!", until windows shatter, paint peals off the walls and all the animals in the neighborhood explode! Old school thrash heads are gonna love the riffs here and the drums hit with the power of a machine gun that just cranks this stuff into an amazingly brutal sphere that's gonna blow out your speakers, piss off your neighbors and get you kicked out of the house!  Yeah, it's that good! 

Every self-respecting metal-head should own this CD. Aside from jamming it 24/7, you can take this CD, crank it up in your car and cruise over to the mall and run over those poser asses who buy that s*** Roadrunner calls metal. That crap can't compare to the full on hardcore you'll find on "everything I touch falls to pieces". Gotta a little brother that thinks Slipknot's real metal?  When the little bastard's asleep sneak in and put this CD in the Slipknot case and watch his ears bleed when he puts this CD in, expecting that weak crap Slipknot throws down! Better yet, gotta little sister into boybands? Watch her reaction when she flips on the CD player expecting some whimped out sissies singing about puppy love but instead hears Dead to Fall pounding out of her speakers! Priceless, you can't buy that with a Master Card but you can buy this CD with one. Ain't gotta credit card, just take one out of your mom's purse and when she's not looking slip this disc into the CD player in her minivan. Hey, moms gotta rock too and Celine Dion ain't cutting it! 

I could yabber on but you know what, you gotta get your ass out of that chair and check this s*** out for yourself. Then when you run into one of those jerkoffs that say metal's dead, give them a big heaping dose of Dead To Fall and a middle finger cuz brother if metal is dead than Dead To Fall are the dawn of the dead, bringin' it back to life!
- Scott Slapp

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Scott Slapp is the frontman for the wanna-be grung band Greed, a practicing alcoholic and an antiMUSIC contributor