What is the brilliant New Jersey quintet's equation for chaos? Intense grindcore + thrash metal + technical virtuosity + sinister Mike Patton-like weirdness + a mega-buff, F5 tornado of a frontman who could probably take out Henry Rollins and Glen Danzig with one bloodcurdling scream = sweetmotherofgodmyheadisabouttoexplode! This year's Great White tragedy in Rhode Island might put the kibosh on DEP's occasional fire-breathing antics, but that's okay because when you're swept up in the maelstrom, your own spontaneous combustion suddenly becomes a real possibility.