As a very wise man once observed: If you’re gonna spew, spew into this. What Atlanta retro-ragers Spewtilator are chucking up for your enjoyment is four tracks of great green globs of greasy, grimy gutter thrash on a toxic (waltz?) green cassette with Get Conjured. Now the blacklash thrash thing is reaching its saturation point, but Spewtilator justify their existing by sounding like Dianno-era Maiden 33s played at 45 rpm with a guitar tone that wouldn’t be out of place on pre-Pepper Corrosion of Conformity albums.
Unlike the Big Four’s penchant for big picture bitching and moaning about shitty governments, shitty religions and shitty ex-bandmates, Spewtilator keep everything delightfully lunkhead with four scuzz-encrusted songs about zombie bears and playing Super Ghouls N Ghosts (lyrical sampling: "Evading boners of flame/With my axe I take aim/My armor is smashed/But I’m still kicking ass” Tell me that shit isn’t brilliantly retarded). The band knows its audience and doesn’t over-complicate the issue with anything too intellectually stimulating. This is a four pack of denim jacket jamz that keep things tight, speedy and just pain fun.
You can download Get Conjured and a live set here.