The mighty Converge appear before us once again, with what I can only describe as one hell of an exciting journey on this, their ninth foray into the world of studio albums. They have also released a few live albums and a slew of EP’s, but for the main part we will focus on the studio material, mainly being this one. Easy hey.


Having formed around 1990 in Massachusetts (America duh) as a four piece act, later to add a second guitarist around ‘94, only to consequently return to being a four piece again in 2001, Converge basically started off playing a mix of several styles of Punk and Metal music. Having a solid line-up since then has no doubt helped them to hone their skills.


To upset the purists, I am going to continue to refer to their style in simple terms as Punk and Metal, yes you can call them Post-Hardcore, Metalcore, Hardcore Punk or any mix of the above, add whatever you like or even call them Larry. I don’t care. Let’s keep it simple okay stupid. Now back to the album.

To say ‘The Dusk in Us’ is an impressive release would be sheer folly of the highest order.. As previously stated this album simply oozes excitement. The audio equivalent of riding a roller coaster that you have never been on before, half pissed, at night with no lights at all. Up, down, up again, whoa man that was one hell of a drop, up we go again, you get the idea. The material is so different one minute to the next that it is impossible to tell what is going to happen first time around, let alone get bored with it. Even after a million rides you will still get a thrill.


From the outright in your face opening Punk leanings of ‘A Single Tear” to the more Metallic ‘Under Duress’ to the brilliantly painted beauty of the title track this never gets old. Take ‘Wildlife’ again for your Punk fix, the brooding menace that is ‘Murk and Marrow’ (which reminded me a lot of early Voivod, who also mixed their styles whichever way they felt would suit the song) and head then head on over to ‘Trigger’ for a bit more of that roller coaster feeling. Top notch.


Vocalist Jacob Bannon does a superb job of conveying just about any emotion you care to mention, yeah most of it is angry, but hey there are lots of different ways of expressing anger as we all know. Kurt Ballou on guitar duties (he also did the mixing on this fine release) hands out a lesson in riffing that covers every possible change in direction more than suitably


Rounding out we have four string basher Nate Newton giving the old bass one hell of a workout, and drummer Ben Koller (who has never that we are aware of exploded or any such thing, poor old drummers always the butt of a joke ha-ha) does the perfect job of dotting the I’s and crossing the T’s.

This album is everything for everyone. Closing track ‘Reptilian’ sums up this album perfectly for me. Is it Punk? Maybe it’s Metal? Maybe it’s a fucking Hippo with a Mohawk that likes to chew on Apple Cores when it so pleases, who cares. When a mix of styles Converge, sometimes pure brilliance is created.