This is ugly music for ugly times, boys and girls. The soundtrack to being hit in slow motion by a container lorry carrying three hundred tons of toxic waste. Back-of-throat screams and ungodly Sabbathantine riffs seeping like crude oil into an untainted nature reserve. Not nice, not pretty and pretty much devoid of the pacier moments that make the likes of Eyehategod and Iron Monkey slightly bearable, all of which makes for music that’s so witheringly s-s-s-l-l-l-o-o-o-w-w-w that you can barely detect a heartbeat. Plough that furrow, boys. Drive a rusty nail into my skull millimeter by millimeter while filling my lungs with wet sand. Bastards.
