Throw the long-horns bro! I dunno why these Texan death-thrashers never received label attention, as they had the "Three S's" (earliest Slayer/Sodom/Sepultura) nailed down tighter than Christ on his handsome cross! Talented, sometimes exceptional performance, riotous pacing (there's not a single chug-slam breakdown to be had), LP-grade studio recording, and their drummer later joined fellow unsigned demigods Necrovore. This one goes out to Splatter Sal and Alex Spawn, fellow old fucks who LIVED the power of their state's totally nutso-as-fuck scene!!!
