HOLY JESUS BASTARD SHIT ON A FUCKING MOPED WHAT A FUCKING RACKET.
Khost's 'Corrosive Shroud' was an ungainly, unpleasant, coruscatingly timely and consequently FEARsome slab of nastiness from 2015. Here they aim at PEAK MAXI-BRUM CARNAGE by giving the tracks to J.K Broadrick and letting him vivisect seven shades of splatterfest shite out of them. The results are the finest noise you'll hear all year, filling you with the kind of tension (as they describe it) '
akin to being in the proximity of a l...
Published on August 11, 2016 05:18