(Hit-Dat, 2005)“Frogrammer” gets left in the dust by this heapin’ helpin’ of grinding, heavy guitarshit, a disc that’s rotten to the core with fatass bass in yo face to boot. The grunts and squeals of “By the Door” win Clockcleaner a blue ribbon as they reach very special heights of rocking obnoxiousness that would do any of the band’s scummy 1980s forefathers proud. It all sounds a little like mid-period Killdozer, and that means these boys are onto sumpin good.
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