Retching scratchpuke vocals over thin spiky garage hardcore. This was recorded live at a fest somewhere in Spain. It starts slow and builds. An intro instrumental that rolls up into a midtempo number that trucks about for a bit before exploding for the last 15 seconds. The bass is barely anywhere, highlighted by those dropouts on Matanza Nuclear II and that can add to the snatch and sharpness of it but sometimes you really want a huge thunderous crustbass assault to kick in. Those goddamn vocals though. It's like a throat run through a mangle with each strained yelp. Promising. And nothing to do with the Wurzels.
