One of the more bizarre aggressive hardcore outfits that’s stayed remarkably productive throughout their career, deliver their ninth LP, the second in two years, to some sweet results. The sax and all that is still there, and it definitely sounds like the album was recorded in the same time and space as “Null” (for all I know it may have, but I’ll just have to ask them next time I see them at Saint Vitus). The album rocks, by a band that kicks so much ass you’d be foolish to overlook their entire catalogue, which as far as I’m concerned, contains absolutely no flaws.
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