I checked this album out when I saw they were on the GWAR bill (who doesn’t love a Gwar a show.) Wasn’t sure what I was in for until I saw the cover art, with the 80’s style radioactive wasteland beast-demons. More retro thrash I thought, and yep that’s exactly what it is. But who cares, this stuff is honest and not derivative enough to be simple rehashing. This is really a fun, drink-informed, aggressive thrash moshing built to rouse crowds and ignite house parties.
All tracks are raging, headbanging tunes of not-so-buzzsaw but grimy, thrashy punk. No gang vocals, just snarling, beer-spewing aggression. The riffs are all great enough to keep you coming for more, and truly catchy in the best thrash sense (melody doesn’t have to be flexing your inner Hetfield/CoC whine.)
Not essential by any means, but one of the better modern thrash albums I’ve listened to. Drink up, loosen your necktie, and give your neck a workout. Feedback, Blood, and Distortion!