In case you haven't noticed, we've been up to our ears in a comments debate started by Noktorn's "Hipster Gentrification" post. Nothing personal against Chuck, who has a genuine love for the music, but thinking about posers all day has left me seriously pissed off. So now I bring you this brilliant track from Lansing's Sauron, a shamefully unknown band spewing out some of the most ferocious Destruction-style black/thrash produced anywhere in the world right now. They're right up there with Desaster, with a greater emphasis on old school aesthetics. But you'll notice these guys have a sound of their own. This track's about kerb-ing a Pantera fan, but it could just as well be about taking a battle axe to a pseudo-crusty bike messenger wearing a trucker hat and a Darkthrone t-shirt. Different look, same old shit. It's smart, talented guys like Sauron, persevering in the underground out of pure love for the music, who have become the beating heart of metal today. If you think Wolves In The Throne Room are the bright new hope for the scene, suck on this. F.O.A.D.