Was I to describe briefly this extended play, I'd probably use " an introvert's rage ". Half an hour of early, really early, and primitive Sons of Otis trying to find themselves and their musical identity. And so they did. Here you can hear some elements that were to follow them thoughout their carreer, such as the simple, repetitive - yet no dull - compositions, the heaviness of their riffing, the thick basslines. However, in my own perspective, this release is much more aggressive than any one of their later would ever be. As I said, the riffs are heavy, really heavy, and doomy. If you're not into repetitive doom / stoner you're probably not going to like any of the songs. The sludgy production adds a lot to the overall dark feeling that is captured. A wall of sound during the whole running time, little feedback to the point that it's compulsory and a lot of negativity. The main source of which is the vocalist / guitarist, with his "ugly" vocals and his even "uglier" / filthy solos. The first time I heard of him singing, Steve "Zetro" Souza of the Exodus fame came to my mind. This guy should be really pissed off, he spits way to much hatred in every track, just like mr. Souza used to do back then. As for the solos, they fit perfectly with the slow and grim riffing and the thick basslines.
This short album reeks of anger and it feels like someone is vainly searching for revenge. It's filthy, it's dismal, it's sludgy, it's creepy and - of course - it's DOOMy. It may appeal to you, it may not. Sure thing is that it will piss you off.
Enjoy your listen here and " shut your Windows.."
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