France’s Treponem Pal’s advent material was a metal-heavy behemoth with a thin veil of electronic augmentation. The synth-basting bits are now more pronounced.
Rockabilly is all the rage, kids, so put on yer dancin’ shoes, turn yer collar up all tuff-like, and get hep to the swingin’ stylings of The Racketeers.
A prime piece of rancid cheese like “She Said” or “Goo Goo Muck” sends the creepy-crawlies up your spine leaving something disgusting in your unmentionables.