Here is a band who have - by their own words - rediscovered the ferocious energy they are famous for in their live shows and, in doing so, have produced what time will show is a classic.
Nothing is held back from the opener Gods Are Bored, a stutteringboogie that explodes with trashing guitar riffs. Not to be outdone is Gold Halo and Bullseye, both howling fist-pumping anthems. The beat is only slowed down a tad with the menacing shug of Axethrower, as well as needling nosebleed fruggers like Helping Hands.
One of the highlights of the album is Wander The Night, a groove originating from the darker side of the blues, full of menace.
The closer is pure Datsun genius, Death Of Me, an irresistible trash everything, lacerating, slide guitar toting, mind bender that will expel your blues in an instant.
Here is an album that begs to be played loud and often.
