Black Tusk continues to refine its sound with TCBT by experimenting briefly with space within the songs.
The adaptations to black metal that these French metal heads pull off on this album are nothing short of spectacular.
A monstrous soundscape to accompany the weight of a nuclear crisis.
They bring the power and the glory of pure Doom and mix it with Crust, with Sludge, with Death, and create their own powerful, primal cocktail of poisoned stew.
An underground gem which will survive as an early contender for album of the year.
One blur of crushing goodness.