New York City’s Ballroom explode out of the gate with a whirlwind fury. Anchored by a tornado of vicious snare drum thwacks and excoriating guitars, their self-titled debut features no mellow songs, sappy ballads or moments of false sincerity. Instead we get six tracks of pure visceral fury where dissonance and feedback battle it out with primal punk rhythms and thunderous riffs for supremacy. Where no … Continue reading Mad Mackerel Recommends… Ballroom