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They might be one of the more modest members of the Savannah, Georgia mid-00s sludge boom, but Black Tusk have always been one of its most extreme exponents.
This sixth album is like an aural representation of a Mad Max chase through the desert: wild, violent, scalding hot and like it could all come crashing down around you at any moment.
It’s certainly not anything groundbreaking for Black Tusk, but when the riff on album closer Burn The Stars goes from a rev of the engine to a full-throttled jackhammer it’s hard not to feel it deep in your loins.
With very few sonic deviations from sludgy poundings, TCBT is slightly wearing at 42 minutes long, but if you can keep pace with it then you’ll have a riotous good time with Black Tusk once again.
Since blagging his way onto the Hammer team a decade ago, Stephen has written countless features and reviews for the magazine, usually specialising in punk, hardcore and 90s metal, and still holds out the faint hope of one day getting his beloved U2 into the pages of the mag. He also regularly spouts his opinions on the Metal Hammer Podcast.