Daudyflin: Dauþiflin 7"

6 tracks of incendiary Icelandic hardcore punk custom built to destroy even the sturdiest of preconceived notions. Have no doubts, these fierce women (and Fannar) of Reykjavík are laying down an unholy path to the icy acid bath that waits for us all. Hell has frozen over. Burn yourself all the way down with this one. Pogo to the prophecy beat. Our take: I’ve been a fan of Iceland’s Daudyflin for a little while now, and this new EP continues to refine their manic, almost psychedelic hardcore. It’s funny, listening to this new EP I can’t get out of my head how much it sounds like Cheetah Chrome Motherfuckers’ classic Furious Party EP—it has a really similar chorus-drenched sound and the singer is nearly as unhinged-sounding as the wild man who sang for CCM—but after going back and listening to Daudyflin’s previous records this doesn’t sound that much different. However, everything does seem to be pushed just a little bit harder here… it’s a little faster, the production is a little mor