Labels: 625 Thrash Records
Review by: Kunal Nandi
Yeah yeah yeah, ex-members of this and that (probably), blah blah blah, who gives a shit, cos this fucking rules! Within the heavy cardstock sleeve and behind the photocopied insert lies a black circle upon which is contained some pulverising hardcore thrash that stops and starts all over the bloody place, blasting a very wide variety of tempos including a satisfyingly Iron Lung-esque lightspeed as well as a deliciously crunchy slowness which keeps the flow just so. Slap on some class Boxed In-style frantic but catchy riffing, and you’ve hardcore that knows the score! Well proper!