Belgium’s answer to Rudimentary Peni. The singer doesn’t bother trying to emulate Blinko’s screech/howl, but a Death Church-era Peni influence is all over this release, from song structures, to the production values, to the guitar tone, to the three-piece lineup. They’re damned good at it, and Peni’s a great band from which to draw influence, but I’d be interested to hear where they go from here—will they end up essentially an enamored tribute band merely content with imitating their heroes or will they grab that influence and twist it into wild, singular directions? Here’ to rootin’ for the latter.
–jimmy (Secular Plague)