Archly dreadful vocals.

Slayer style musical stylings.

This has become noisy and noisome and tiresome.

It is over.

It was rubbish but strangely admirable.

Now to look back at the thread and see what everybody else made of it.

The amateur vocals are the only thing that's remotely interesting, the rest of the song's even by '87 metal by numbers is

I shall give it 2 stars.

I thought it was OK, ★★★

Anyway, I've voted.

It was one of those albums that I enjoyed considerably more than I expected to.

That it was released in 1987 (and no doubt written and recorded in 1986*) is - in all honesty - remarkable.

LA was, and I guess, is a weird city.

The joke was always 'LA - 50 suburbs searching for a city', but even by the '80s it was easily 100 suburbs.

So, lacking a geographical identity as most other cities do and sprawling in a featureless way across endless neighbourhoods that on the surface appear the same regardless of whether they're affluent or gang-infested no-go-zones it's youth culture washed up together like a drift of social and cultural flotsam and jetsam.

Hence, extreme underground punk, downright dangerous installation art and genuinely obscure, genuine Red and Blue hip-hop culture fused and melded in all sorts of strange and uneasy ways.

Ergo, unlike NYC, its cultural output was less concerned with cultural authenticity along simply racial lines.

It could have done with more Hippy-Hop and less

In my opinion. I'm sure they'll take that constrictive criticism on board.