SHRINE, THE: Self-titled: Cassette

These guys bill themselves as “psychedelic violence,” which is fucking awesome. What you get is like a sped-up version of Electric Wizard with channeled intensity. This tape is nothing but killer riffs, spastic drumming, and songs about “Listening to Hawkwind and getting high.” I’m not going to name drop credits listed here, because it shouldn’t matter. Sadly, due to a mix up in the mail, by the time this review gets printed, these will probably be sold out.

 –Ian Wise (Eliminator)