Ostensibly an odds’n’sods collection, this curiously-titled release is packed with enough good material that it could’ve passed as a “great lost album.”
Compiles the influential grindcore forefathers’ best moments and – most importantly – all the saliva-inducing rarities that I’ve been digging for years.
While Lord of the Cynics may poke its head above the morass of nü metal/industrial/whatever, that’s not really saying much. I would suggest Pigface over this.
Instead of extremism for it’s own sake, these guys butt heads with all sortsa ugliness and non-ugliness. Hey, is that an acoustic guitar and clean singing?
Take a highly-caffeinated early Carcass, give it a gloss that rivals a spacelab, stick sharp knives in its hands, and strap rocket roller skates to its feet.
A roiling, bass-centric tub of heaviness, the rhythms surprisingly groovy, but still fiercely vitriolic as they form a solid rock/roll-based metal foundation.