(aka ) always wanted to sound like the wildest, noisiest guitarist on Earth, so it was fortunate that he crossed paths with braintrust during his brief spell as an advocate of music (and whatever happened to the project, 's promised collaboration with ?). From a musical standpoint, doesn't represent much of a change-up from 's previous work; there's a bit of up-tempo , a dash of old-school , and a man-sized portion of fast and frantic tunes about cars, girls, and hard living. But with in the producer's chair, the 's guitar finally sounds as big and powerful as he always wanted it to be; the rod-rodded engineering and in-the-red mix makes for a loud, meaty guitar assault that merges technical finesse and physical power like , and while 's bass and 's drums don't undergo quite so dramatic a transformation, they display more than enough backbone to support their leader as he burns up the fretboard. was never your typical act, and on he made an album that still honored the traditions of the style while kicking up more dust than he ever had before, and for sheer crank, nothing in his catalog can touch it. ~ Mark Deming