The riffs are greasy, the basslines do more walking around than Alfred Wainwright, wah pedals pop up as much as the grisly subject matter, and there's a wonderfully garage-y feel to everything that adds to the grisly fun. Again this is exactly as it should be for a Church Of Misery album.
This is entirely to Tatsu's credit. As a band, Church Of Misery could have a football match with the members that have passed through their doors at one point or another. But as a vibe, they remain absolutely constant: a sleazy, seedy, sick B-movie made of fuzzed-up riffs and fucked-up ideas. This is still one cult you won't regret joining.
Verdict: 4/5
For fans of: Black Sabbath, Electric Wizard, Uncle Acid And The Deadbeats
Born Under A Mad Sign is out now via Rise Above