The guitars blast my daydreams and head nodding from a long week to slam-dunk wide awake jumping up and moving across the floor. The drummer doesn’t hurt – his incessant beat brings a huge demented smile across my ears as they take in this instrumental meal of hunger-depleting energy with a perfect moon scraping melody. Thanks to modern technology I can put this cut on repeat repeat repeat, otherwise I’d complain about how short it is.
Andy Juhl