A collection of dated keyboard tones, unbridled storyteller’s pomp, and most importantly, exotic vocal melodies and underlying musical accompaniment thereof.
Fudge Tunnel’s Alex Newport produces. Things are explosive, Chore matching the noise terrorist jag for zig with some of the freshest hard rock heard in years.
All pop, dumbed down yet again, but hiding a few gems in “Turbo Lover,” “Hot For Love” and “Reckless.” Unexpected ripper of a bonus track, “All Fired Up.”
An album of historical weight, the band captured razor-ready by Chris Tsangarides, ass-kicking at the double bass boot-end of new skinsman Scott Travis.
Reminds me of the excitement of first hearing God Forbid, December throttling each song with an incredibly progressive and intellectualized death sense.