With its blinding guitar work, bowel splintering drumming and lyrical/vocal capabilities that have left the most prestigious literati flummoxed, "The Big Dirty" has fossilized itself in the moist, squashy pulp of our untrained minds at a time when man is completely incapable of registering its cultural significance. From its hooked beak which is lined with 10 rows of fangs which are each soaked in poison which are then set on fire, Every Time I Die has bellowed forth the most audacious sounds of recent history. Its music is unprecedented in its combination of gritty southern rock with melodic hardcore, and from what we can tell from its bone structure, it was capable of the most spectacularly energetic and personal live shows the world has ever known.
