Maggots in Your Skull
This Cleveland steamer apparently knew exactly where to go, right from the start. Although, to be honest, it’s not like this is a particularly difficult thing to do. These are simple hardcore/thrash riffs played with reckless abandon, and where there are solos it’s like they just fucked around for a second or two with the intention of going back to fix it later. But they didn’t. Because they clearly don’t give a fuck, and it shows in all the right ways.
This is precisely the same recipe for success that made Devil’s Breath so great: Thirteen tracks of about a minute or two, played with reckless energy and enthusiasm by a band that reeks of charisma. I must mention, of course, the brilliant, ludicrous, and hilariously disgusting lyrics. Whether about disease, violence, rape, or a number of other topics, you’ll either love it or hate it, depending on whether you’re metal as fuck or you’re a bitch. But if you’re “Too Metal to Move,” then that’s another thing entirely.
So allow me to close this with these immortal lines, from “Rotting”:
There’s maggots in your skullThe Verdict: 4 out of 5 stars
They’re coming out your cock!