“The brief opening riff of Casual Burn’s Talk Bad sounds like a glass slowly falling off the edge of a countertop. The rest of the tape is the aftermath: the crash, the broken shards, the bare feet bloodied, the stains on the carpet. It is a femme-fronted orchestrated chaos that cleanly walks a tightrope between surfy-riffs, guttural screams, and the heaviest of rhythm sections. Every second is pure rage and pure joy.” -Razorcake