These guys were mean and hungry and their music was utterly viscous. The blood-thirsty dancers in attendance were disappointed only by their short set.
Big, mean, sharp, and are tighter and heavier than ever (not to mention louder). It’s always good to have them back, so catch them while it’s still so easy.
Incus was a thundering of bass until the last few songs when I could detect other instruments. They seemed to rock hard and heavy, but it was hard to tell.