Do you have an oral fixation for thrash? Are you constantly giving cat baths to white basketball shoes and blue denim vests? Do your tastebuds go silly for Chuck Billy? Then bust out your sluttiest flavor of Chapstick, cuz this Chilean classic will get you frenchin' the chrome right off its muffler! Short, but not flaccid, interviews with Detente, Cryptic Slaughter, S.O.D., C.O.C., D.R.I., Agnostic Front, Sepultura, and far girthier write ups on Morbid Angel, Massacre (Santiago and Florida), Death Angel, Mordred, L.S.N., Annihilation, Holy Terror, Defcon, Syranax, Aggression, Kotsen, Voivod, Necrophagia, Watchtower, Anvil Bitch, Darkness, Wehrmacht, Hatred, Master, Lethal Aggression, Blood Feast, Visible Minority, Sudden Impact, Voor, Savage Thrust, Vulcano, Mutilator, Overdose, Mortalha, Deathrow, Druid, and Prophets Of Doom. You'll have to buy your own kneepads (or borrow your dads), but for parched tonsils
alone, the links are
always freeeeee...
http://www.mediafire.com/file/keb5bw7qdnlhx09/Blowing_Thrash_%2523_3.zip/file
An Alighierian tour through a sex-killer's necrotic psyche, a postnuclear realm where degenerated sigma wolves rape and mutilate...sometimes after death...whosoever stumbles into their lairs of disintegrating concrete and coagulated filth. WAAAITASEC, back that free candy van up...founder Lee Bartow once described it as an angst-blast about his love life in general!?!? There's no denying the ardor that fuels Lee's work, and The Church Of Dead Girls is probably the most visceral of his creations (it's definitely his most cohesively produced), but the only "love" I've ever felt from the discs is of homie smearing lipstick on the anus of a headless corpse before he makes out with it. The apex of edgelord krokodil, and you're just one plunger click away from its fatal final fix...
