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Angel Du$t have always occupied a unique, compelling space between scenes. Emerging from the Baltimore hardcore circuit in 2013, with members of Trapped Under Ice and led by Justice Tripp, the band never seemed content to remain boxed in by breakdowns and pile-ons. Over the years, they’ve leaned increasingly into alt-rock, power pop, and ’90s radio rock textures, smoothing some of their hardcore edges without ever fully dulling them. Cold 2 The Touch sits firmly in the middle of that evolution—restless, stylistically varied, occasionally brilliant, but not always fully cohesive. It’s engaging and interesting, yet uneven in execution.

The album opens with “Pain Is A Must,” which sets a solid if slightly restrained tone. Deep, rumbling drums and sturdy, rocking riffs provide a grounded framework. The snare pops satisfyingly, and the bass is thick and uncomplicated, giving the song weight. Justice Tripp alternates between laid-back croons and sharper screams, a dynamic meant to cut, though his vocals often sit too far back in the mix, swallowed by the instrumentation. Structurally competent, the track rocks and moves, but never quite ignites.

The title track, “Cold 2 The Touch,” corrects some of that inertia. Faster, more playful riffs push the song forward, carrying a distinct hardcore-punk edge that injects much-needed energy. The drums feel more vibrant, and the closing section—with its bouncy groove and booming low end—lands with confidence. Even so, the vocals remain slightly recessed, hinting at the band’s hesitation to let the hooks fully surface.

“I’m The Outside” tightens things up further. Simple but effective riffs, a snappy snare, and chunky bass give the track momentum that was missing earlier. The breakdown is solid, if fairly standard—another example of the band executing well without quite transcending expectations.

The album takes a softer, more whimsical turn with “Jesus Head.” Strummed guitars and relaxed lead lines create a dreamy haze, but the looseness occasionally drifts into awkwardness. Timing feels slightly off in places, and once again the vocals struggle to cut through the mix. When the instrumentation drops back, clarity briefly emerges before the song meanders toward the end. It’s an interesting detour, but not fully realized.

“Zero” ramps energy back up with tight, quick riffs and confident bass work, underpinned by a hard-rock backbone. Yet some slower passages and solo sections feel untethered, and a lingering sample clip interrupts the momentum. Drums are competent and keep pace but rarely add distinctive character. “Downfall” explores a slightly twangy, country-tinged hard rock vibe, with bold riffs and late-arriving synth textures. It hints at experimentation but doesn’t fully commit—the drums, while steady, feel somewhat lifeless, and the repetition begins to wear thin.

“DU$T” stands out as one of the more dynamic tracks. Starting as a soft acoustic piece with layered, present vocals, it gradually transitions into punk-driven overdrive. The drums carry more movement and energy, while the guitar solo emerges as a highlight of the album. Rawer vocal delivery works exceptionally well here, and the song’s shift back into slower passages gives it a sense of shape and contrast that earlier tracks sometimes lacked.

“Nothing I Can’t Kill” and “Man On Fire” continue the album’s warm, analog-feeling aesthetic. Distorted riffs and roomy drum production evoke a ‘70s classic rock sensibility, with “Man On Fire” building from a tambourine-dusted intro into a groovy, punk-infused swell, culminating in a deliberately grandiose finish. “The Knife” maintains a darker, colder tone, with heavy riffs giving way to stripped-down bass-and-drum sections, while unsettling baby cries near the end add an eerie layer.

The album closes with “The Beat,” leaning into blunt, hard-hitting riffs and straightforward drumming before suddenly accelerating into a punchy, punk-charged finale. It’s scrappy, heavy, slightly janky, and delightfully trippy—a fitting reminder of Angel Du$t’s roots.

Overall, Cold 2 The Touch lives up to its name. Darker, slower, and more subdued than some previous releases, the album favors atmosphere over immediacy. Thick bass tones, popping snares, and genre-blurring instincts are all present, though buried vocals and occasionally lifeless drums prevent it from fully clicking. Still, the album is full of character, experimentation, and groove, making it a worthwhile, if not their sharpest, entry in Angel Du$t’s evolving catalog.