Witchfinder General’s stock has grown over the 23 years they’ve been embalmed & becalmed like that icy dame in the gate of We Sold our Soul for Rock ‘n’ Roll.
Good god we need Good Clean Fun! The hardcore/punk/emo scene is as stale as month-old gym socks, and eyeliner/bed-headed boys really need to be made fun of.
Over two hours of music, capturing the three-guitar line-up over two nights at Hollywood Palladium. There are more hits here than a Barry Bonds steroid streak.
A raw brand of metal butchery. The band couples Eyehategod’s urgent brutality with intricate, catchy guitars, especially on “Bastard Son” and “Throne of Lies.”