The sixth full-length from Chicago’s paradoxical punks who deliver hammer blow after hammer blow with the understated violence of an unseen (but mercifully not unheard) assassin. Rise Against run the gamut of issues from politics through to war, homophobia and bigotry plus a shed-load of personal soul-baring and pummel the lot with a metal fist in a velvet glove. The melodies, vocal delivery and harmonies bob and weave on a torrid undercurrent of aggressive skate punk drumming, punk-shred guitar and an urgent message. Regardless of if it is a chorus of childrens’ voices leading into a thundering drumming onslaught or a metal-esque riff blending to a melodic ode and back again, each and every song on this album is barely controlled fury delivered to perfection with a feeling that almost literally smacks you around the face. If ‘Endgame’ was meant to be anywhere near prophetic in relation to this band it would be little short of a tragedy. They have only just begun…