In ten years have never compromised. They've never written a power ; they've rarely even removed their masks. have become stars the real way, through relentless touring, embracing fan support, and penning some truly brutal songs. They're not in it for the money, even if they're making the money. So is the message in 's liner notes arrogance or searing, unblinking confidence? "Nine men on stage...pushing chaos so far past the limit all the onlookers can do is scream and hold on for dear fucking life." It's almost certainly confidence -- have lived it. But let the Maggots decide, because that's who is for. Their faithful roar -- and in particular their relationship with vocalist -- is what unifies the performances on , recorded in 2004 and 2005 during the group's touring for . The crowd's collective yell is another instrument in the gristly, swirling mix of a disc one highlight along with and the churning Disc two begins with a layered and lurching thrill that's as chaotically groovy as classic . demands to see the outstretched devil horns for and that leads into a coldly creeping version of 's title track. With its whining guitars and faraway screams, the song's like the horrible radio transmission of a shortwave numbers station perched on a precipice in hell. is one of the only enduring classics of and 's fusion, and its seamless transition into is one of the set's most engulfing moments. If there was even a question after a decade of destruction, proves the rewarding brutality of live. So when they're beating on the back of your skull with an aluminum bat, looking for a mind to change, are you going to call them arrogant, or believe in the confidence? ~ Johnny Loftus