I thought that Mend, Move On would always be the cornerstone of Australia's Trophy Eyes. They're one of my under-the-radar bands that I can't enough of. Chemical Miracle though, that's a whole new ball game. It isn't just a punch down under to wake you up after a long, fucked-up night. But it's a ….
Review Summary: I was never scared of dying alone, until I knew what it was like to have a homeTrophy Eyes don’t prepare you for the massive impact of Chemical Miracle. The three singles dropped prior to its release hinted the Australian hardcore act’s sophomore effort would be a large departure from their hardcore roots. So naturally, the abrasive yells of ‘Suicide Pact’ and chaotic drumming in ‘Rain on Me’ hit with the impact of an unexpected sucker punch - but in the best way possible.
Album no.2 is a triumph. We need more bands like Trophy Eyes.The Australian punks tone down the fury on album two, and manage to achieve so much without it.The pop-hardcore of ‘Counting Sheep’ and winding chorus of ‘Breathe You In’ display a songwriting ability that most ‘poppy’ bands would kill for, but that’s only half the story.The boys from Down Under prove they can still go hard through the Touché Amoré-isms of minute-long screamfest ‘Chemical’, while they sound a little like choppy, genre-hopping countrymen Hellions on the epic, fist-pumping ‘Miracle’.They’ve marked themselves out as a forward-thinking band that could truly go anywhere from here. .