Icons Of Filth

"Nostradamnedus"
(Go Kart Records)

Another of the crusty Punk line of veterans from the dead, gone, back again, gimme more bullets generation of rabble rousers in tattered trousers with no dollar but plenty o' dream. Hell, I listened to this about three or four times, and I keep coming back to the second and third tracks for the simple pleasures of shout alongs and self-inflicted bodily injury. Those would be "Fast And Loose" and "Just Won't Go," where cavity crashing collisions with vindictive verbiage delivered with an ol' school bottle to the head charm from one track minds that never waver from an original intent to live free, make a statement, and make blatant asses of themselves and anyone in a three piece. "Henry Ford's" a catchy little number that pays homage to the late great inventor that seems suspiciously caught in the crossfire of convenience and collisions; then there's "Orators Of Mumbo Jumbo" that's self explanatory by name and noteworthy for a memorably catchy tone that's equal halves Henry Rollins and Heavy Metal riffing - see also "Grind". "Nostradamnedus" is pure anarchism the way it was meant to be deployed - at high volume on cheap equipment with no mix and a garbled wail of vocal inducing whiplash that does nothing to dispel the notion that bourbon whisky is not permitted on the premises of the production studio! Among those handful of the Hardcore extreme follow up to the late '70s British Punk invasion that reared the likes of The Varukers, Conflict, Discharge, and GBH to name just the few that got off with a warning, the granddads of dirt have resoundingly extended their underground appeal with another fine example of technically imprecise, mad as hell muscle-flexing. Put another way, I have heard the future, and we're all fucked.

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