While I’ll hold on to R.I.P. dearly for one last glimpse of their excellence, I can’t help but feel that this compilation of sorts doesn’t do the band justice.
High octane rock’n’roll murderjunkie action with the official Junk Seal of Approval, so it oughtta have yers as well. From up in Vancouver, BC, Canada.
Formed from the ashes of cult legends Union Carbide Productions, The Soundtrack of Our Lives has been one of the best unknown bands in the world for four years.
Jack Off Jill screams, they whisper and pant and breathe in your ear, then they lick your earlobe softly before driving a metal rod through your skull.
This stuff is pretty good, albeit kinda unfocused, cuz The Royal Beat Conspiracy jumps ’round the genrescope, but then again, not much more than the Stones.
The Infernal Storm is cleaner and better-played than any of their previous efforts, and it retains the kind of morbid magic that the classics embodied.