EYES – Spinner (Review)

There’s a specific kind of chaos that doesn’t just demand attention—it earns it. On Spinner Copenhagen’s EYES don’t just channel noise, they sculpt it into something vital and deeply cathartic. Emerging from the same Scandinavian hardcore underbelly that birthed fellow dissonant wrecking crew LLNN (with whom they share members), EYES have quietly evolved into one of the most viscerally compelling bands to emerge from Denmark’s burgeoning underground. With Spinner, they’re no longer just part of the scene—they’re defining it.

 “Better” wastes no time laying down the law: one minute and twenty-nine seconds of precision-engineered chaos, like a wrecking ball shot from a cannon. But this isn’t just empty rage. There’s narrative weight here, most vividly captured in “The Captain”, a track that follows a stoic naval officer’s descent into fatigue and existential collapse. The metaphor—a growing rucksack that eventually drags the man under—is as grimly poetic as it is relatable, and frontman Victor Kaas delivers it with unrelenting force, his voice fraying gloriously at the edges.

Throughout the album, Spinner feels like a band reaching for something beyond genre constraints. “Deflating Rooms” dials everything to eleven, with guitars that feel like they’re short-circuiting your nervous system, while “Beelzebub, the Hypocrite” shares DNA with Dillinger Escape Plan at their most unhinged, yet still lands with the tight precision of a band that knows exactly when to pull back and when to pummel. Even as the record ricochets between grind, noise-rock, and blistering hardcore, it never loses focus.

There’s real variation in the pacing and tone, but EYES never let the energy sag. “Clown” offers a lurching, grinding reprieve—if you can call it that—while “Money Mouth” veers into the angular territory of Metz or early Pissed Jeans, snarling with noise-rock menace. Yet even at its most chaotic, Spinner never feels aimless. Instead, it’s a tightly wound exorcism, where every track feels like another turn of the screw.

What makes Spinner resonate beyond the raw ferocity is the emotional architecture underneath it all. This isn’t just music to lose your shit to—it’s music that recognises the weight of living in a collapsing world, and offers you a place to scream into the void with purpose.

Spinner is released this Friday on Prosthetic Records