Anger is a gift.
I am going to go out on a limb and guess that the reason why 90% of people that dislike heavy or extreme or dark or angry music is because of the vocals. Nails isn’t a band that you just give your nephew a copy of just because they like “that one Pantera riff,” or that “heavy part in that Linkin Park song.” Nails is a band that you grow into. Deep down (or some cases not very deep) there is a primitive instinct of rage and anger, that gets tapped in to only in the most extreme circumstances. Nails is tapping into that primal rage, for 20 minutes straight.
The guitars on this album sound like literal chainsaws. The bass is thick and sludgy and the drums are the glue that keeps this band from falling off the tracks and falling into the eternal depths of hell. Each song is a new scene of anger, until the titanic closing track “They Come Crawling Back,” which is worth mentioning because it takes up about 8 minutes of the 20 minute album, and is headbang riff after headbang riff.
You Will Never Be One of Us is an outcry of disgust, shame, disappointment, and most importantly anger. Anger towards everything. Anger towards everybody, anger towards yourself, anger towards society (You Will Never Be One of Us). 20 minutes of this album will make you realize that 20 minutes is all you need. This album is short burst of energy and aggression, stacked up over and over into some sort of hate-filled Jenga tower, that falls time and time again when pace slows and a guitar riff slows the breakneck speed.
This band and this album aren’t pretty, but it’s not supposed to be. Just how life isn’t always pretty. Life can pile up and suffocate you and leave you with no option except to put your head down and keep pushing. This type of music represents that. Perseverance, solitude, dedication, and most importantly, anger as a vehicle. When Taylor Young (Drummer) describes Nails as “fucking guitar music” in “The Making of You Will Never Be One of Us, Episode 3,” he fucking means it.
by Andy Wilcox (@wilco204)