Landmine Marathon will have a place in my heart as possibly one of my favourite band names ever. But Arizona’s death/grind hybrid certainly live up to their bloodthirsty namesake. In the first track from fourth album Gallows, there’s blastbeats a plenty and a perfect blend of technical playing and sizeable riffage, stuck in somewhat of a split personality disorder overseen by the towering screams of (now former vocalist) Grace Perry. Three Snake Leaves shares somewhat in common of what I’d imagine clinging onto a bull in a room full of meat hooks would feel like: crazy, frantic and life-threatening, but through all the adrenalin and inevitable agony, a fun concept.