Barely out of high school, XCOMM are ready to kick the door down. ‘Three chips on your shoulder, I ain’t getting any fucking older,’ screeches frontman Michael Gatto on Fake ID, raging over the band’s cage-rattling guitar and drum attack before he lets out a gut-shredding yell, ‘Lemme in!’
The Venice Beach band’s ferocity here is fuelled as much by their members’ ages – ranging from 20 to 14 years-old in the case of drummer Revel Ian – as it is the injustice of being refused entry to a venue. It sets the tone for their supercharged debut, Time To Burn.
Diving straight in, Reasons and Hot Pursuit channel the thrashing, manic energy of Suicidal Tendencies and Circle Jerks. Guitarist Jay Vargas and bassist Adam Escoto riff at a hundred miles an hour, while Michael screams, ‘XCOMM are coming for your life!’ Out of this opening salvo, One And Nothing switches gears as the band settle into a trippy goth groove. The razor-sharp guitar stabs echo across a suburban sprawl of telephone wires and disconnection, while DJ Hunter Grogan sends weird noises into the abyss.