Snakespit vocals, ripping guitarwork, wild fretboard flailings (meaning they play solos), and ump-pa, ump-pa drumming the likes of which we’ve come to expect.
Dan Swäno is producing and doing solo work instead of impressing us with shredding riffs, dazzling solos, and scalpel-sharp production in Edge of Sanity.
Chloe Sweeney stomps and slithers all over the songs like bitch-in-a-bad-mood, spitting venom on everything and everything she comes into contact with.
Like late ’80s power/thrash metal never died. Wandering instrumental intros, riff-by-numbers guitarwork, and clear-yer-throat-snarlboy vocals. Dated as hell.
They rank up there with Emperor and Satyricon, only a tad less inflated in their epic songwriting, with most songs clocking in at less than four minutes long.