When it comes to primal, no bullshit, Discharge-influenced hardcore, you just can’t fuck with the Scandinavians. Their shit is so monstrously heavy that listeners should be required to wear full body armor before placing needle to vinyl (or pressing “play” if you wanna get all modern about it). Sweden’s Totalitär have been abusing eardrums for nigh on twenty-two years now and, judging from this, they won’t be getting soft with age any time soon. The four tracks here are just crammed with a level of energy and virulence even upstarts one third as long in the tooth have trouble mustering. Some truly awesome stuff, and I mean that in the literal sense of the word.