The opening to this album is like taking a crowbar hit to the forehead. Vocals are straight death and fry screaming, the guitar work rumbles and gurgles away in a coherent chugging manner that is entertaining enough to keep you listening past the first track and the rhythm varies in speed and intensity and crashes into dissonance as freely as a glam rocker takes to hairspray.



The album is relentlessly heavy. Blast beats drop in without disruption to the listening pleasure.

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Tempo changes happen at almost every other turn, taking you from straight forward thrashing to held chords and bouncy crunching moshpit-lure riffing.

It goes without saying, but I'll say it anyway: there are ample amounts of broken rhythms leaving gaps to rest your precious ears before the next full force onslaught begins.

Everything on this is album is just right. It won't win Eurovision so check it out.



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