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Taken Under
Silence Your Enemies

High Fidelity (2007) Michael

Taken Under – Silence Your Enemies cover artwork
Taken Under – Silence Your Enemies — High Fidelity, 2007

Tennessee hardcore. I know what you're thinking; you thought everyone from Tennessee that was into music plays country. Well you're wrong. Although, the five gentlemen that comprise Taken Under may also dabble at playing country as a side-gig for all I know. Silence Your Enemies is the band's debut effort and is six songs (one intro and five actual songs) of bruising hardcore. Soundwise, the band compares to like-minded brethren in Hoods and Will to Live. There are no sappy choruses or any wannabe blastbeats, just straight forward hardcore. If you're into that, you'll enjoy this EP. If straight up hardcore is not your thing, look elsewhere.

6.5 / 10Michael • July 8, 2007

Taken Under – Silence Your Enemies cover artwork
Taken Under – Silence Your Enemies — High Fidelity, 2007

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