Like a pissed-off, mistreated dog, Travis Reilly yelps, This is how downward spirals start. Then he growls, This is a convoluted attempt to find some source of hope. Later, he barks, This is the best and worst things will ever get. Reilly's Long Island-based hardcore outfit, This Is Hell, seems to know a whole lot about what "this" is. In this case, it's hurtling, relentless rock that manages to be simultaneously nihilistic, idealistic and existentialist.
