The common thread amongst all songs and bands here are repetitive head-banging noise and carbon copy vocals. Brant Bjork’s “The Native Tongue” is the odd song out of the group, solemn and slow, playing like a tribal chant amongst chaos.
Like a work of abstract art, you’ll either consider this CD a stroke of genius or a colorful mess. For me, this road ended up going nowhere.
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