SINGLE REVIEW: The Extras – The Firm

There’s no decoration here. No posturing, no persuasive angle. Just a song that spells out its refusal in bold, block capitals and moves on. ‘The Firm’ is brutal in its simplicity — guitars grind, drums drive, and the vocals bark back with the kind of disdain you can’t fake. It’s over and done before you’ve had time to get comfortable, and that’s the point. No one’s trying to welcome you in.

Every element is functional, aggressive, and stripped of sentiment. The riffs are gritty, repetitive in a way that wears you down — not boring, just unrelenting. The momentum is constant, like it’s pushing through something. And then there’s the voice — dry, forceful, completely disinterested in smoothing anything over. It doesn't plead for understanding. It tells you how it is and dares you to argue.

Lyrically, it doesn’t dance around the target. This is anti-work, anti-boss, anti-structure, and it says so in plain terms. There’s no poetry about the grind, no clever takes on burnout — just a flat refusal to participate. And that flatness is refreshing. It’s not trying to be profound or iconic. It’s trying to be honest. That’s what lands hardest.

You can hear the influences if you want to — sure, there’s some old-school punk DNA buried in the bones — but this doesn’t feel like a throwback. There’s no retro shine, no nods to the past. Just urgency. Just a band saying exactly what they mean with exactly the amount of noise required to say it.