U.S. reissue of the spelling-challenged band’s 2004 crusty gem. Swedish, bleak, metallic punk. Blasting and violent, with way more heads cracked than smiles.
At only 21, Zach Condon has managed to wield exotic foreign traits, and utilize them in proportionately written, wonderfully executed, heart-wrenching songs.
Dekapitator have arguably created the second best old school thrash metal revivalist record. The first, of course, being Municipal Waste’s The Art of Partying.
Elvis of the North, Roy Orbison of Sheffield, British Frank Sinatra – but there’s no mistaking Richard Hawley’s voice. Hit ’em and leave ’em wanting more.
Where last year’s Down In Albion gave a medicine-headed snapshot of the singer’s opiate use, Shotter’s Nation has a clarity and energy that the former lacked.