With chunky guitar leads and a tightly wound and dense metallic grind, Nix unleashes a heavy kind of hardcore, insistent and prowling. They bolt together thick, powerful intros, solo wastelands, and churning choruses. Bust the rest of the tune -- the hectic lyrical terrain squeezing and pumping anger and malcontent – is sung at a furious pace, chained to a fiercely-paced rolling thunder that ends in double-bass cataclysm.
Together, such tendencies might remind listeners of old school acts ranging from Sacrilege and Final Warning to Crumbsuckers, when crossover thrash was the norm, equal parts terrifying and shredding. Lyrically, they attack the new agendas and viruses that are creeping into people’s lives, whether the lame and hollow clichés of Positive Mental Attitudes, ever-present thrash cults, or seductive “evolutions” to new song-styles that are really just displaying a sense of betrayal and falsity. Above all, they worry that such issues will swarm us fully, severely impacting our lives, time, thoughts, and minds. So, standing alone, consistently sewing together threads of resistance, and never allowing your brain to be invaded, is key, less you become swept under by the masses of sheep.