More cold, windswept thrash for the true believers only. Anacrusis somewhat an acquired taste, especially in the vocal department where Ken Nardi schreeches like a hyper banshee as the band rip through nine tracks of grey, tight, and at times intricate thrash, although the next couple of albums would explore even more progressive avenues. This kind of cult thrash made its own way, not far up the league, but more to the wayside where fans of the obscure and remote would flock to hear the complex rhythms, searing vocals and generally uncanny influences and arrangements. 'Suffering Hour' won't blow any minds, but it has that air of alienation in the sense that the band don't really care but instead will appeal to true fans whilst not making many new ones along the way due to their difficult way of progression.
7/10
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