If Matt Pike had a bunch of younger brothers who were all crust punks and decided to form a band, that band would probably be Wardhens. With a mix of blackened sludge and dbeat fury, these heshians from the Midwest sound like the result of High on Fire and Asbestos Deth being mashed together, and it's fucking awesome. Pissed off, and filthy sounding with broken bottles in hand, these dudes are most definitely headed to the riff filled land, but the smoke they're following is probably due to a flaming car or a dumpster fire. The music conjures a sort of chaotic imagery for me that fuses urban decay landscapes with moltov cocktails. Ravaged, wartorn, and explosive, Wardehns delivers two fiery tracks for a short, but definitely memorable EP. I'm going to end this review by saying the guitar solo on "Shards of The Time Glass" totally fucking rips. Like really really good. Anyway, check out this wonderful EP. It fucking rules! - Samir
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