You have to get used to Celtic Frost, especially if you’re idea of metal is closer to Guns ‘n Roses or Motley Crew. CF’s brand of grinding, battering thrash was a revelation way back in ‘87. The guitars are super-distorted and the drums have a grumbling kinda washy reverb over them that makes these cuts sound like they were recorded in a castle on top of the Himalayas. Tom Warrior gargles most of the lyrics up from a cancerous sounding voicebox, every one of them unintelligible. But you know what? I LIKE it! There’s a dark feel to the whole thing…the guy who said turn off the lights and listen got the nail right on the head. Visions of the fall of some empire from the Bronze Age, impaled horsemen, Mongol hordes all come to mind. “The Usurper”, “Eternal Summer” and “Circle of the Tyrants” are all standouts. CF should get some kind of medal for their time changes and *tempo* changes alone, but their command of atmosphere is what makes this record a classic. For the uninitiated, give it a few spins before you decide. These songs paint terrible pictures, and the music is unforgettable.