It’s a shame We, The Undersigned’s vocal default is scream—its
metal and ’80s thrash guitars are fierce enough. This is some killer
stuff from Fredericton, but as soon as you start wailing along on your
air guitar, the screaming lyrics (all delivered at the same thoroughly
aggravating pitch) ruin the party. This is extra grating because it’s
satisfyingly satanic when Tyler Feeney actually sings. Add that to the
grin-inducing flourishes of the production, and these guys have the
chops and smarts to rock your military boots off. They’re better than
the base screaming that pigeonholes them.
This article appears in Dec 3-9, 2009.