Like their band’s name so brilliantly puts it, Rejectionary Art puts aside any convention that might have been put up in the history of music (or so).
After the intro song, which is propaganda over spazzy rhythms and harmonies (featuring Morgan Ågren, no less!), the styles come and go, follow each other in lines coming from every corner of the Americas. Bluegrass, jazz, funk, etc. etc. etc.
Each song is different from the next one, so you really don’t know what to expect, and at times you’re left paralyzed, not knowing what to do. That’s just how impressive these gents … Read more
What struck me at first with this band is Ben’s voice. Wow, dude! How versatile can a singer be, this guy nails it! From a plethora of screamings and growlings to a broad singing range, Ben will use what fits the music or atmosphere best most of the time! On top of that, his vocal melodies, harmonies and rhythmic patterns are pretty fucked up if you ask me. I don’t remember listening … 
Micropangaea is a unique thing. So unique I can’t even find any appropriate comparison or metaphor…
Gabriel Lucas Riccio. That name probably doesn’t ring a bell… yet! Because after listening to the masterpiece that is Interior City, his name will sit besides those of legends like Neal Morse (Spock’s Beard, Transatlantic) or Casey Crescenzo (The Dear Hunter).