If you thought Black Train Jack had great sing-alongs, think again. (Ex-members of BTJ, Warzone, Token Entry, Crown of Thornz, and No Redeeming Social Value.)
It’s wordy, overwrought, and stuffed with fussy parts, but the carnal rhythms keep the show earthy and mischievous. Fast like Helloween, leaden like Accept.
Slayeresque leads, demon bellows, snakespit’n’snarl vocals like no one else can manage, all set to thrashy, galloping guitars and blurs of blackened shred.
A half-hour of speed and aggression, enough hooks to make each song unforgettable, and guitars solos that are manic and almost completely devoid of melody.