The funny thing is that at first songs like "Inhuman Affliction" suggest that these Chicago boys have distinctly more to offer than most of their fellow chug-disciples. Along with its follow up, "A Mandatory Sacrifice", this song is buckling under the strain of razor-sharp riffing and a bottom-heavy rhythm section that will test the most durable sound systems. Vocalist Adam Warren's thick, guttural roar is almost adamantly incomprehensible, yet complements the music perfectly. But it's at the tail-end of "A Mandatory Sacrifice" that it becomes clear Oceano have managed to fill at least three quarters of a full-length with endless sequences of palm-muted chugging; so much so that by the time you reach the album's conclusion you feel as though you've been listening to the same song for twenty minutes. A few further exceptions aside (notably the orchestral opening to "With Legions"), large chunks of Oceano's debut release sound like the filler off the latest Acacia Strain, Beneath the Massacre and a clutch of other superior bands. And that's never a good thing.