Rather old, but still more than deserving of a good review. Following the grand tradition of Japanese brutality ( Church Of Misery!!) Greenmachine turn their fucking amps to 11 and stir up some of the sickest, greenest, peyote-est brews of depressing doom. Crushing, distortion overloads pour like thick trickles of molten lava from your pathetic speakers as one very deranged individual growls in the most incomprehensible, gutturally infected way you can imagine. Stronger riffs and (dare we say) more blues-oriented crunch chords and progressions than your average Cavity wannabe, and boy are the songs wholesome and enjoyable.

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