Forget The Consequence by NonStop!: A Wild Ride Through Punk, Thrash, and Heavy Metal Chaos
Man, if you’re looking for an album that punches you in the face and then laughs while handing you a beer, Forget The Consequence is your jam. Released back in 2011 by the US-based band NonStop!, this beast of a record doesn’t just sit in one genre—it thrashes around like a caged animal blending punk, thrash, and heavy metal into something raw, unapologetic, and totally unforgettable. And yeah, it’s on some no-label hustle, which makes it feel even more rebellious.
The lineup? Tight as hell. You’ve got William Carr holding down basslines that rumble your guts, Michael Soganic smashing drums like he’s trying to break them, Anthony "Axel" Molnar shredding guitar riffs sharp enough to cut glass, and Debo Nation screaming his lungs out with vocals dripping attitude. These dudes didn’t come to play—they came to wreck shit.
Now, let me tell ya about two tracks from this chaos-fest that stuck in my brain like gum under a desk.
First up: “Crunkenstein.” Holy crap, this song hits hard. It starts off with this gnarly riff that feels like someone revving a chainsaw right next to your ear. Then Debo’s voice comes in all gravelly and unhinged, telling what I can only assume is the story of a drunk monster losing its mind. The energy here is INSANE. Like, I swear every time I hear it, I wanna grab a baseball bat (funny enough, there's actually a track called "Baseball Bat") and go smash stuff—not really, but you get the vibe. This tune is messy, loud, and ridiculous… and honestly? That’s why it rules.
Then there’s “Good Morning.” Now, don’t be fooled by the title—this ain’t no cheerful wake-up call. Nope, it’s more like waking up hungover in a dumpster behind a dive bar. The pacing is slower than most of the other songs, but damn does it hit different. There’s this haunting melody running through it, and Debo sounds almost vulnerable for once. It’s weird hearing him dial it back a bit after all the screaming insanity earlier in the album, but somehow it works. Feels like catching your breath before jumping back into the mosh pit.
And look, I gotta mention the rest of the tracklist because holy hell, these titles are wild. Songs like “Queef Of The Unicorn” and “Shit The Bed” sound like they were written during a late-night stoner session, but hey, at least they keep things interesting. Tracks like “Slamdance Queen” and “Do It For Yourself” bring back that high-octane energy when you need it most.
Here’s the thing about Forget The Consequence: it’s not perfect. Some parts might make you cringe, others will leave you scratching your head. But perfection isn’t the point here. What NonStop! delivers is pure, unfiltered emotion wrapped in layers of distortion and sweat. Listening to this album feels like getting tackled by a bunch of pissed-off dudes who also happen to love playing music together.
So yeah, maybe give this one a spin if you’re tired of polished, overproduced rock albums. Just don’t blame me if you end up yelling “Crunkenstein!” at random people or air-guitaring so hard you knock over your coffee table. Oh, and side note—if anyone asks where you heard about this gem, tell ‘em Debo sent ya. He probably won’t remember, but that’s kinda the charm of this whole chaotic masterpiece.
