Why does the world need a second (!) live album by a completely unknown underground band called SUICIDAL WINDS that has only released two studio albums and some splits? Are those suicidal winds their own farts, by the way? I didn’t know you could actually kill yourself with them.

Okay, basically, what the winds produce here isn’t bad: primitive old school Black Thrash. That’s my thing, actually. If they also play cover versions of old KREATOR or VIOLENT FORCE, this can’t be that bad, can it? Yes, it can! I don’t even mean that in a negative way. To all tech freaks and sound fetishists, this album is aural terror and the band is a gang of rowdies. The shit-covered fuck finger in the face of any hi-fi fanatic, so to speak. This rumbles and pounds until you drop. I’d like to hear a studio record by these Swedes to see if they blast away as mercilessly on there as well.

So to all those for who music can never be raw enough and who consider the first SODOM, old MAYHEM, the KREATOR debut or the express train that’s just driving past to be the most innovative stuff in the Metal biz, you may want to get this, the rest should skip to the next review! Enuff said!

(Online April 28, 2007)