While Triple B was certainly an admirable home for the six piece gloom rock outfit, it’s really NOW that we’re seeing (and hearing) Final Gasp finally begin to self-actualize. Songs like “Homebound,” that have been a staple of the band’s initially blood-soaked but then turned long sleeve & turtle/necked-live performance for the past few years finally finds its footing here, sandwiched amongst a collection of hits that would make Danzig proud (or pissed, who knows).
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