Nasty, stupid, beer-soaked blackthrash straight out of Oslo, Norway. Formed as a side project by members of Dimmu Borgir and Satyricon, Nocturnal Breed likes wearing trench coats and spikes, declaring war on poseurs, and performing with strippers onstage (see below) -- all in all, a good, wholesome, family-friendly experience.
Let's see... Bomber planes, boobs, cowboy hats, leather pants, greasy hair, and some sort of giant, armored, axe-wielding berserker. I think we all know what to expect, but it's the unforeseen flourishes, like the church-organ riffs on "Rape The Angels" or the Death cover that pops up in the middle of the album ("Evil Dead"), that set these guys apart from other alcohol-fueled Satanic party thrash. Add one part Aura Noir, one part Tuetonic speed metal, two parts LaVeyan excess, and a shot of corpsepaint. Shake vigorously. Chug. Repeat.
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