Art is the single most important vehicle for the manifestation of self expression. Able to represent emotions of an abundant quality, from joie de vie to the deeper depths of the human psyche. Without expression none of this would be possible. Jackson Pollock’s famous paint splatter an afterthought, Rothko’s intricate piecing together of colour an idealistic dream even the likes of morbid surrealist Francis Bacon would have never taken flight. Taking this idea into a musical context freedom of expression can surpass genre classification. Known for their quashing of individuality the south east has been somewhat in the dark. Vilifying this ideal Wormrot return after a five year hiatus to deliver their signature breed of Singaporean Grindcore to the masses once again but will expression triumph?