Drugs of Faith - Corroded
Man, Richard Johnson was always such a cool guy. I could probably exist just fine without any post-Honky Reduction Agoraphobic Nosebleed, but I always thought Enemy Soil was the absolute shit. He had a great zine, too. That’s why this sucks that I have to do this, but this is pure shit. Honestly. I can’t pull any punches when it comes to reviews, as much I’d like to in this case. I couldn’t make it through four minutes of this horribly shitty album. I’m just not 16 anymore. This isn’t cool. It’s slop. Pure shit. No talent. I’m sure RJ is all about his message with this band’s lyrical content, but fuck dude, write a book. This is just fucking atrociously bad. I hate to disrespect the Grindfather like this, but this is some junior high, basement show Grind if I’ve ever heard it. Sorry bro, I just expect better from you. Given his reputation and work history, I’m sure this will top all the year-end lists and garnish nothing but glowing, positive reviews form the major Metal press, but heed my warning (all 200 people left in the world who actually still buy albums), this is pure unlistenable shit.
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