Well, this is a turn up for the black books. Vektor, like Bastardator, have no time for the retro thrash revival, instead they seem intent on crawling back to the toxic lair of Voivod, Destruction, and the likes and creating a mind boggling factory of black fumes and intricate evil. fans of Anacrusis and the likes will lap up this formidable assault of black thrash, propelled to even greater charcoaled insanity by the vocal rasp of DiSanto whose throat must be shredded after this! Rumour has it these guys are immense live, the black and white sleeve hinting at what holocaustic nightmares of thrash these guys can construct. Complex indeed, nothing simple on offer, just an array of jerking rhythms and jolting structures which paint pretty little pictures of alien worlds besieged by chaos and murderous frenzy. Some may find the violent dynamics of the title cut a little too 'black metal', and the parched 'Oblivion' has no interest in trends, marching through the ash-caressed streets like some armour-plated dog of war hellbent on thrashing beyond comprehension. The punkoid noise is refreshing on my eyes, the wondrous 'Destroying The Cosmos' drips into the room like oil seeping from a sunken rig before those jarring guitars trigger epileptic drums of grim fury. Immense stuff that blisters the fingers in its unrelenting arrogance. 'Black Future' buzzes like a titanic pylon in a world ending storm.
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