There isn’t a single clean passage, moody interlude, orchestral intro, or shoegazing break on Black Fast’s unapologetically destructive third album, Spectre of Ruin. From start to finish, thrash metal fury is the business of Black Fast...and business is very good.
The Midwestern quartet expertly constructs technical marathons of vintage thrash with modern sensibilities and hints of esoteric strangeness. Black Fast is a perfect soundtrack to mornings spent in gridlocked traffic and evenings spent demolishing a backyard party.
The St. Louis thrash crew’s sophomore set, Terms of Surrender, was rightly praised as “a meditation in calculated chaos” and “a barnburner with serious crossover appeal” by Pitchfork. Like metal tomb raiders, the tight-knit quartet excavates the missing link lost in the dimensional vortex that unites retro thrash with proto death metal, delivered with unrelenting momentum and clarity. It’s a sound finely honed over a self-releasedEP and their debut album, each more pummeling and refined than the last.
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The unorthodox and clever use of the saxophone makes this album stand out from its peers. It's something which I only heard once before in The Faceless' 2012 release Autotheism Movement. Where Owls Know My Name left me craving for more! Alex Jesus