Since Juliette Lewis stepped onto the music stage, I’ve been waiting for her to yell “Gotcha!” It feels like a Saturday Night Live skit about a “rocker” chick.
Eight tracks that conjure up fuzzy metal memories of classic Maiden, Sabbath, and Priest albums. Compact, calculated, and built to withstand endless revisits.
That’s not an instrumental intro (like the killer “Dark Intentions” opening The Haunted Made Me Do It), this is a three-piece instrumental thrash metal band.
As secret agent Rico Rodriguez, you cruise, jump, fly, careen, zig-zag, grapple, and buzz around a fictional tropical paradise, working as a gun-for-hire.
Being interviewed by Bill Zebub is enough to melt anyone’s patience. A testament to the tolerance of Peter Steele, George “Corpsegrinder” Fisher, King Diamond.
Jens Broman’s voice is formidable, a higher-register Chuck Billy, and the rest of the band has no problem assembling a suitably pummeling thrash/death hybrid.