WHEN an album boasts that on giving it a whirl, the effect will be a significant increase in your sperm count and an equally significant decrease in your IQ, you know that the How To Write Intelligent And Clever Rock Music book is still out at Generous Maria's local library. But who wants to be so fucking hi-brow when low-slung and dirty is the way rock has been spewn forth since the day of the Sab? And being another Scandinavian outfit with their heads and hearts buried firmly in the history books of rock, tracks like 'All Good Things (Must Come To An End)' and 'A Bed At The Edge Of The Universe' have the all to familiar Zeppelin riffery and bluesy bass rumbles. And add this grinding fuzz and thunderous beats, and you're left with a much more threatening and truly dangerous feast of new-old rock. 

Josh Harper
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