Archspire is fast. Real fast. So fast, in fact, that it seems like you're not even supposed to be able to comprehend it. And you can't. Want to know why you can't? Because you're stupid. But, so am I - and that's okay: there is a beauty in the experience of being dumbfounded or stupefied, and Too Fast To Die is the rich embodiment of that in an oddly accessible way. This is largely because there is almost always a melody to hold on to throughout the chaos that guides you through the fugue state that is the quintessential Archspire experience, and that trope continues to be a massive boon to my enjoyment of their albums. Oli's vocals are still completely incomprehensible, serving as another percussive instrument that elevates the heavy, chaotic atmospheres whilst also balancing the melody in defiance of said chaos: you simply do not get this in the same capacity as you do outside of Archspire. These lyrical themes must, too, still be understood almost wholly separate to the music given the speed in which they are delivered. Now, you can be indignant about that, and that's fine, but then you must also contend with your obvious proclivity for drinking out of the toilet. In the oh-so-important riff department, Tobi and Dean have constructed some sort of filth golem, which is an element I was unaware of, but that's exactly what is going on here. Doing any fast-paced, arpeggio-driven, 8-string riff action is difficult to draw any memorable or captivating melody out of, and yet, here we are with another set of gorgeous sewage from these Canadian gremlins. This is perhaps their finest compositional work and is an absolute treat to listen to from start to finish, with a deluge of riffs, melodies, and emotive atmospheres that will have you reconsider your understanding of what metal is, and, ultimately, can be. If you're not listening to Archspire's Too Fast To Die and reading this garbage instead, what are you even doing with your dumb life?