'Forget that this music comes from Sweden, this is a Detroit-fueled, mega-tons of muscle car, head-on collision to the face of brutal punk-infested garage stomp. Exhaust blows out of the bands nostrils like some devil-spawned hot rod revving at the green line. Hide your daughters, your girlfriends, your neighbors . . . crap, hide your whole town. When Lou Siffer and the Howling Demons come to town nothing but carnage and skid marks will remain. And beautiful carnage at that.' - The Ripple Effect 'Smell the burning rubber as you race to the gasoline alleys' - New York Waste.