✦✦✦✧ Long-time readers are no doubt aware of my blatant fanaticism over this band, so it’s no easy thing to say that this is not my favorite Cannabis Corpse album. The production in particular feels like a step backward. Also, as much as I’d gotten comfortable with how far the band are willing to stray from their jokey origins, I hadn’t prepared myself for the idea of them trending a little less seriously here. See the rest here
✦✦✦✧ The superficial humor of the band’s premise (and their song titles) is more than ever outclassed by the serious and obvious ambition here. Keep in mind, these guys also have dayjobs in The Black Dahlia Murder, Municipal Waste, and Six Feet Under. The resulting riffage is unsurprisingly virtuosic and inventive. See the rest here
★★★☆ This is as much a love letter to Floridian death metal as it is a paean to pot. But beyond both those traits, it’s also an entertaining riff fest, short and sweet, somewhere between Death and Gorguts. Fans of Death will enjoy the numerous nods to Chuck, but otherwise it’s a fun album. See the rest here
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