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Twin Killing
...If This Could Last Forever

Akashic (2009) Jason

Twin Killing – ...If This Could Last Forever cover artwork
Twin Killing – ...If This Could Last Forever — Akashic, 2009

Well anyone that names themselves after Floorpunch most be good right? Well Twin Killing is. Fast youth crew styled hardcore with prerequisite breakdowns, singalongs, and everything else that makes a good hardcore good. However Twin Killing doesn't win any points in the originality bracket and everything on ...If This Could Last Forever you have heard before if you own anything by In My Eyes, Gorilla Biscuits, or even Time Flies. Every song follows the same formula of whip crack speedy rhythms, slightly nausally vocals sounding quite cranky and then a big mosh part. ...If This Could Last Forever is completely predictable but utterly enjoyable at the same time.

7.1 / 10Jason • December 13, 2010

Twin Killing – ...If This Could Last Forever cover artwork
Twin Killing – ...If This Could Last Forever — Akashic, 2009

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