Druggy sway fest rolling down the highway blazed by T-Rex, Earth 18, and Bowie. Members of QOTSA, Masters of Reality, Desert Sessions, and Marilyn Manson.
Four unreleased studio tracks, with 20 live cuts. Sub-standard S.O.D. (two originals, two covers) with crap production, like ProTooled Pro-Pain out-takes.
The band settles into a personal, raw record of bluesy metal, with Kevin’s voice an instrument of beauty and persona, delivering with passion and dimension.
A bright and expensive-sounding recording with juiced electricity at the guitars, crafted o’er an upbeat punk-charged collection of songs with shouty vocals.
DC metalcore favorites getting back together had me as giddy as a school girl. But the three good tunes here are no match for the rest of the album’s tragedies.
It lacks of urge to be heavy for heavy’s sake, oddly mirroring the Violent Storm record experience, from Doogie White’s erstwhile Yngwie bandmate Mick Cervino.
High-octane, well-heeled burr-under-the-saddle blues attack rock and roll. One of the five best live bands I’ve seen, and I saw Nuge/Black Oak Arkansas in ’78.