Biohazard â Divided We Fall Review
By Steel Druhm
Biohazard are one of those bands that held my interest and affection, but only for a small window of my life (1992 through 1996). While their mean street NYC tough guy hardcore-meets-metal sound resonated with me as a dumb, loud 21-year-old, by the time I was approaching 26, it all started to feel too âtry hardâ and adolescent, like something I should move beyond. After that, I would still enjoy the hits from Urban Discipline and State of the World Address on gym playlists, but I rarely went back to the actual albums or sought out their new stuff. When it was announced that Biohazard had reformed the original lineup for a new album, some 13 years since the last release, I had more than a few reservations. The NYC badass schtick is a perishable one with a definite shelf life, and the idea of a bunch of dudes in their 50s shouting about curb stomping me just wasnât a selling point. Still, the Cro-Mags pulled it off, so maybe these guys could too. I sampled the early singles, and to my surprise, they were quite entertaining. And here I am reviewing Divided We Fall against my better judgment. Can these Brooklyn goons deliver the burly goods all these years later?
The short answer isâŠyes. Divided We Fall is a shockingly spry, punchy outing with catchy writing and enough testosterone to power 4 Cam Skattebos. Itâs basically the album that could have followed Urban Discipline, with a collection of short, angry anthems about staying hard no matter what life throws at you. Opener âFuck the Systemâ sounds exactly like youâd expect. Itâs enough like classic NYHC to conjure memories of Madball, Agnostic Front and crossover acts like Pro-Pain. They keep that rowdy, pissed-off tone going on bruisers like âForsaken,â and the uber rugged âEyes on Six,â which is one of their most catchy and entertaining tracks ever. This one stinks of BO and malt liquor, and it will hit you a pipe and dump you in the Gowanus Canal.
Slower cuts like âDeath of Meâ blend well with the bouncy, classic hardcore urgency of âWords to the Wiseâ and âThe Fight to Be Free,â and at no point does the machismo drop below mega-toxic levels. There are a few missteps though. âS.I.T.F.O.Aâ is too rap-centric and ends up sounding like a cross between Anthraxâs âI Am the Manâ and one of the godawful raps by SNL in-house comedy act The Lonely Island. Closer âWarriorsâ mostly works and has cool parts, but Evan Seinfeld singing âthe warriorsâ oh so seriously doesnât really help. Still, 9 out of 11 tracks landing and delivering more or less vintage Bio-sounds is quite a shocker. And the band smartly keeps every song in the 3-minute window so everything motors by in a sweaty fury. The sound is what youâd expect from this kind of band, and production is credited to Jonathan DeMaio. Iâll assume thatâs actually Joey DeMaio from Manowar because thatâs way too fucking funny.
Both Billy and Evan sound fine vocally. Iâve always preferred Billyâs rough bellowing, and he still sounds like he could beat your ass. On tracks like âEyes on Six,â he sounds angry, mean, and murderous, and thatâs essential for this kind of music to get over. Evan sounds like Evan, not better or worse, and he only irritates me when he tries that rappy-metal bullshit or tries to sing too much. The guitar work from Billy and Bobby Hambel is sharp and recalls the glory days quite clearly. You get a collection of very NYHC-inspired riffs designed to get you pumped up and into the pit leaping over pizza-rats and comatose hobos. The minimal embellishments work well in the songs, and I even hear traces of Prong at times, so thatâs a win. This ainât prog, folks. Itâs simple, fugly noise for the mouth breathers and lunkheads, and that works just fine for me since Iâm both.
Divided We Fall has no business being as good as it is, and itâs on close to the stuff Biohazard were churning out during their peak. That means you get rough, confrontational meathead metal for those with fatty beef in their brain, and thereâs a demographic for that. I canât say I will be blasting this one way into the future, but I already moved select cuts to the gym playlist for maximum gainz. Maybe I still needed a few good curb stomps. Maybe you do too. If so, Biohazard want to say hello from the gutter.
Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: NA | Format Reviewed: Fucking STREAM!
Label: BLKIIBLK
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Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025
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