Whatever one struggles to define evolution as, it’s as clear as Upper Peninsular waters that Australia’s Diploid strives for and achieves such a feat by example. In just the 10 minutes of material presented here, they accomplish sounding both similar to, yet also nothing like a gorgeous amalgamation of heinously violent influences. There are shades of Assuck, NIN, Orchid, Weakling, The Body, Magrudergrind, Converge among just a few potentials, yet the sheer explosive emotional ferocity mixed with an incredible knack for left turn on a dime songwriting leads the band deeply and firmly into it’s own unique voice and vision. A triple threat vocal attack spews themes seemingly spanning starvation, body image, paranoia, perseverance, dwindling resources (both personal and global), coping mechanisms, isolation, and mental gymnastics to name a few. While human evolution or whatever one wants to pathetically attempt to define our often disgusting, self righteous examples of ‘progress’ as may be nearly impossible to accurately conjure, one thing is certain: Melbourne, Australia’s Diploid exists as pertinent example of moving a sonic signature and personal artistic message forward with unstoppable force.