At first listen this thing slays to hell and back. But somewhere on the second half of the record the riffs just start to linger and the entire band just keeps going along with it. It doesn’t seem like anyone had a sensible mind to edit the band’s songwriting, which although starts superb and buttoned up, ends ip being a spaghetti rant of random guitar riffs that could be heard littering the showrooms of Guitar Center’s across the nation.
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