Think of it as grindcore without structure, Mr. Bungle on a violent meth high, John Zorn in the middle of a Central Park jog mind-building his next opus.
Similar to the Hickoids in irreverence to gloss and reverence to rockin’ the house, and dissimilar in that the rootage is less country and more a groove ride.
Are Men was recorded during the same sessions as Are Me, so it’s no surprise its songs tread similar territory. While good, these tunes simply aren’t fantastic.
Stoner rock dudes teamed up with Swedish metal dudes, shredding tunefully and tastefully. It’s all about Spice’s voice and the clipped, compressed riffs.
Come-lately “metal goes dirty rock” bands can stuff it, Allhelluja have been at it for years. Hatesphere’s singer. Solid enough to be The Quill in a bad mood.
Does justice to its name and fluidly mixes gore and porn-obsessed snippets before defecating relentless, generic goregrind. Makes Mortician sound like Rush.