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Verse and Radiation
Along the Celestial Ruins3/12/14
Putting the POW back in power trio, Verse And Radiation's debut brings the business with mathematic blues riffery, tasteful guitar trickery, and percussion that sounds like it was played on God's own thunderbolt-firing drum kit. The vocals run the gamut from barbaric howls and raw-throated shrieks to bat-shit rants and chewing snarls ﾖ all of which are occasionally abandoned to make way for the dizzying instrumentals. The ass-slashing utensils don't stop there for there's additional keyboard wizardry thrown in here and there to flesh things out a bit ﾖ and we all know how zombies feel about flesh. Like a finder's keepers cake stuffed with diamond grills, gold chains, and pimp cups, V/R offers a shining slice of metallic treasure to offset being surrounded by the strangely-hip, sugary-sweetness that fills the metal shelves today.