Get ready to get screamed at. Proletariart's singer is gonna make you feel like shit, about the system, about the system again, this dude excels at making you feel like you're getting cut at the knees verbally (with a heavy threat of it happening physically). This hatred-aneurysm is aimed at...the system...of course, but there's an intensity to it that makes the listener deeply grateful he isn't vomiting this nuclear rage at YOU! This ordeal in emotional battery is spoken (screamed) in their native tongue, which I found completely refreshing from the usual weak death metal poser vokes of most discore (or the horrifying engrish of most jXc in general). There also seems to be an element of classic protest punk within them, with extended intros of ranted social statements, semi-clean instrumentation and ultra clean (but fuckin' awesome) crystal-meth-clear production (the high-end guitar, while noticeable, is heavily kept in check in their mixes). Not the most game-changing thing you'll ever hear, but it has a sort of familiarity to it that long lingers in my mind...that or it's PTSD from the singer's head exploding all over me. Phil provided the debut demo, and as usual thank you deeply for that my (our) friend.