Derrick is just any shouter, and his phrasings here are laughable, like he was given finished tracks and told to come up with something quick to strew on top.
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?