Drops

The follow-up to Color Decay. Bigger hooks, uglier low end, and Mike Hranica still sounds like he is arguing with God.

Full-length five. Orchestral deathcore at maximum scale, Will Ramos pushing every register he has and finding a couple of new ones.

Rory Rodriguez trades some of the Dark Sun gloss for teeth. The title track is the heaviest thing they have put out in years.

First new music since the Brian Burkheiser split. Eric Vanlerberghe carries the whole thing and it works.

Ronnie Radke doing Ronnie Radke things: enormous chorus, cinematic breakdown, comments section on fire.

Marseille's finest go for the throat. The rap-adjacent verses and the breakdowns finally sit in the same room.

Memphis newcomers with an R&B ear and a metalcore rhythm section. The debut everyone at the merch table was talking about.

Whatever you think of the masks, Caramel is the song of the year in half the group chats we are in.

Glasgow's most consistent export. Riff density per minute is off the charts.

Soft Spine and Perfect Soul in one tracklist. Courtney LaPlante is not losing a single round.

The clean-vocal era is on pause. This is the meanest Whitechapel record since This Is Exile.

Whiplash brought the blegh back. Argue about the rest of it in the comments.

Noah Sebastian and JT Cavey on one track. Yes it is as good as that sentence sounds.