This already elaborates relentless about getting the punks intended for seated in the sod of sonority -- first notoriety.
It is not every other time one comes across a band that wields two genres so majestically that one gets to question their perception of either, and more, the coin in query; as either of the two sides overlap, smoothing away the edges -- second quality.
Slam Assault's smelting of Thrash riffs to ensure they cross over to the Punk and back in their metal state is a dance to the tune of sweet melody -- song of note: Innocent Crying.
Here is an EP that's a dig straight to the bone. After all, it just weathers all flesh, and the chain-mail links give in to the metallic garbed mayhem. Overwhelmingly, Barcelona has a gem that sure knows primitivity is colourless, and effective, thus best conferred to the mohawk-clad folk.
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