Really coming of (middle) age, Hey Colossus take their motorik Sabbath splurge to the next logical extreme and go straight for the jugular with a no holds barred, noise-drenched feedback-fest. Songs are reduced to riffs, riffs are reduced to a few notes, and notes are reduced to aaaarrrgghhhs, as deceptively simple songs are hammered into your brain with all the subtlety of a breezeblock, played for as long as the band can drunkedly endure, before it all abruptly collapses in on itself in gloriously bloody-minded fashion. Special mention must go to the last track, "Overlord Rapture In Vines Pt. 9" (or some such bollocks), which manages to pound out two notes for a total of TWELVE minutes! Imagine Circle if they had got rat-arsed, fallen into a hedge and started shouting at you while you waited for the bus. Wunderbar!