Some insults cut deeper than words. For Fime’s Beto Brakmo, it was the slap-in-the-face offer of a seventy-five-cent raise—a number so laughable, so cosmically absurd, it might as well have been nothing at all. Instead of swallowing the frustration, he spits it back out in “Better Half of a Dollar”, a seething, full-throttle anthem for anyone who’s ever felt chewed up and spit out by the cost of simply existing. I particularly enjoyed the little guitar breaks with the moving thirds.
Brakmo’s vocals are raw, blistering, and borderline screamo, carrying the weight of every underpaid, overworked soul grinding to survive in a city that bleeds you dry. The guitars churn with the same restless energy, thrashing between indie grit and post-hardcore ferocity. Fans of Turnstile or IDLES or most of all The Bronx might really dig this!
Fime has never been afraid to get loud when it matters, and “Better Half of a Dollar” is angsty and impressively energetic.
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