I’m reaching deep in to my crusty record cover memory banks to recall what cover they’re ripping off here. I want to say it’s a Hellkrusher 7”…but something is telling me it was something from Portland. I don’t know. It’s got a skull, a chaos symbol, bullets and an AK-47. Let’s just say they’re not mining the depths of their imagination with the booklet here. Is Profane Existence-core a term yet? If so allow me to hop on the band wagon with that for this record. Rawr Rawr Rawr crust with political lyrics, and an interesting story about almost dying from prescribed drugs for a mental disorder from an ineffectual doctor who kept upping the dose. If you ever wanted to see what an elephant shaped novelty thong looks like on a man get yourself this record.
–Steve Stephenson (Crimes Against Humanity)