8. Gnaw Their Tongues - All The Dread Magnificence Of Perversity
"Sometimes, it sounds somewhat like an extended preamble from a Mayhem or Darkthrone song, leaving you teetering on the verge of a heaven-burning blast that never arrives. Elsewhere, for example the title track, a sufficiently recognizable riff coalesces to acknowledge GTT’s funeral doom leanings: Thergothon or Root, perhaps. The general approach to industrialism, a much-abused genre term which did, somewhere around its inception, refer to stuff that actually sounded like the most cacophonous steelworks, is akin to perspiring Midwest goodtimers like Wolf Eyes and Hair Police – unpretentious fans of distorted rock’n’roll rhythms working this into abstracted hails to Throbbing Gristle and SPK." Noel Gardner

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