A twelve-song assault on the senses from one of the best bands going. The sound is brusque, clipped and airless, lurching from manic blasts of speed and dissonance to merciless, wounded-limb slow parts that leave a trail of blood and foul-smelling gunk in their wake. To me there’s something mysteriously ‘pure’ about the band’s sound: while it’s in part a distillation of power violence lore it’s also incredibly forward-looking and influenced by far more than the genre they inhabit – the product of invention, insularity and, yep, utter, unbridled savagery.
