MASTIFF have never been a band concerned with comfort, but For All The Dead Dreams feels like them actively daring you to meet them at their absolute breaking point. Over a decade of weaponising spite has shaped the Kingston Upon Hull quintet into something uniquely caustic within the UK’s extreme music landscape, and this latest five-track barrage proves they’ve not mellowed with age, if anything, they sound more invigorated by the idea of total obliteration. It’s the kind