Big Neck Records delivers the goods again with this heavy, grunge-punk soup of meaty, ‘70s metal riffage and voice-put-through-a-paper-shredder delivery. I like rich, warm, pitch-perfect vocals as much as the next guy, but there’s something to be said for someone who gets in front of a mic and belts out a tune sounding like he’s in the midst of a month long battle with strep throat. The title track has a big New Bomb Turks influence, while the rest of the record delves into sludgy territory. Good and different.
–benke (Big Neck)