They call it 'grime metal' which explains why each song peels off humid corn whiskey, cold medicine spiked buttermilk, and bacon grease scraped from a copper pot with a sickle.
A southern style buffet of pan seared riffs varying in tempo but maintaining a breaded and stewed blues that boil at hellfire temperature.
Vocals retching up pecan shells, chilies, and okra.
Tracks:
1. Believe in Black
2. Golden Whore3. Drunk Tank
4. Foxy F*ck/No Solution
5. Devil's Hound
6. Nerves
7. He Who Walks Behind the Rose Bros.
8. Concussion Conspiracy
9. Life's Riddle10. Swarm of Malice
Chock full of true grits.