there's no mystery to Anvil, they are just quality heavy metal that belong in the collection of every denim-clad metaller. That opening riff to the title cut couldn't be out of place on a Slayer record, it's immense, it's dark and the sparks are already flying off the record deck. This the bands third record, a true slab of monster metal, slot nicely alongside the best efforts of Judas Priest and Sword, the latter being one of my favourite metal acts and so criminally underrated. Anvil display the same effortless, monolithic thunder, vocally 'Lips' just cruises through these doom-laden epics, backed by the weighty grooves of his own lead guitar and fellow fretster Dave Allison. Ultra cool in its power to decimate, Dickson's bass cracks the pavement and the drum assault of Robb Reiner embarrasses all competition. The band shift with ease between slo-mo heavy rock to hyper, hysteria, raising the flames, stoking the fires, congregating the armies of sweat and blood. Pounding, and wonderfully-executed heavy metal at its finest...Anvil becoming somewhat of a cult act who never reached the big time which should have called by the time their second album 'Metal On Metal' had emerged.
If you're after full on , raging, stomping, fist-pumping metal then you'll find yourself engulfed by 'Never Deceive Me' and 'Winged Assassins', oh and one other thing, any band who can make a song called 'Butter Bust Jerky' sound cool, must be doing something right.
8/10
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