The feeling of an exquisite bargain bin find distilled into a single record. The album sits somewhere between metal-infused crust and adjectiveless, capital “P” Punk. I wouldn’t be shocked if I was told this was a remastered lost ’80s classic. The riffs are powerful and pointed, the vocals cut through like a well-tuned machine. If you like records that just plain “rock the fuck out,” you’ll find some excellent tracks here. I’m keeping this one in the collection. –Gwen Static (SPHC,