This is a concept album about alien planets, space wars and other nerdy shit, but who gives a fuck, because the tunes on this album are totally fucking rad. This thing is one giant riff-machine. The guitars are in overdrive the whole fucking time boogie-wooging all over your face like a six-stringed bukakke film. Singer J.D. Cronise still sounds like a young Ozzy, but musically this is like Blue Öyster Cult, Kyuss, and Pepper Keenan fronted C.O.C. all mixed together. Above all else, the one thing that truly lets you know this album slays, is the fact that the artwork would look totally rad airbrushed on the side of your full-sized van.
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