A headlong, searing statement of intent before the crash and burn... Heatseeker guitars, pounding drums, driving bass and those snarling, Dickensian-urchin vocals wrapped around lyrics dripping with poisonous, sardonic derision. An album that made you want to circle the wagons from the scary streets outside. The last record I bought that felt dangerous to own. I paid for it, but felt like I’d stolen it. And what a fist-pumping, gritted teeth pleasure it was and still is.

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