Superchrist - Holy Shit (Hells Headbangers)

Man, it’s good to be alive when there are bands like this ready willing and able to hijack your stereo… at the moment my little corner of South London is shaking, rattling and rolling to the supercharged Hi-volume sounds of Superchrist on an endless loop, and ya know what? I ain’t hearin’ a single complaint about it neither…

That’s probably because I’ve welded the volume knob on the house stereo to 11, but no matter; why anyone would complain about the likes of opening track Run to the Night is beyond me, what with it being as good a sledgehammering  slab of straight-up filthy denimed HEAVY METAL as you’re likely to hear this side of Motorhead. This is what well meaning youngsters like Barn Burner want to sound like, but are too afraid of surrendering their ‘punk’ cred to entirely grasp the metal nettle and go for it. Listen, Take me to the Graveyard is the real, ugly, wart-encrusted deal, OK? It motors along at hi speed, sounding for all the world like the NWOBHM actually happened in Chicago last year as oppossed to London thirty years ago so fresh does all this headbanging malarkey sound. There’s even a little whiff of crossover excitement on Hot Tonight for those of a mohawked persuasion, though you neednt stop headbanging if you can’t be bothered with the mosh… and a seventies glam metal stomp laced with melody called Black Thunder that proves this band ain't all about leather n'chains. Really this album is just track after track of no-nonsense attitude-heavy hi-octane rock an’ motherlovin’ roll, plain and simple. No core to be seen or heard, no agenda at all other than a burning need to drink beer and rock (and what, really is there apart from that in life)? Simplistic, bombastic, fantastic: In short, The (Holy) shit. Bow down and worship…