I’ll be here til the supernova. When I burn-out, I’ll submit love poetry about flowers and shit to the wanker lit. journals from my lean-to in the mountains.
Slush shoveled out chunky powergroove, brimming with howls, screams, feedback, and not a solo in sight. Singer Jeff Howlett is a showman worth checking out,
Borrowing a bit of Sam Black Church’s scream/ranting, using huge group-yells, and a hella lotta demon roar, Gillyis Thunderhead finally produce monstrous metal.