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With the blasphemous artwork and a name like Black Evil Master, you can expect a certain degree of aural sodomy from Christ-raping crew Mordant. Except while most purveyors of the black arts were learning how to tremolo pick, this lot were busy writing actual riffs, which is why a great deal of this album kicks ass. This certainly isn't Darkthrone territory, folks. Mordant have a Speed Metal sensibility that keeps things listenable, coupled with a production job that actually sounds like something recorded in the twenty-first century. The guitars have a sonic crunch, the drums are juicy and full, and as usual, there's no scarcity of menace in the vocal department.

Rather than sticking to the second wave template, Mordant like to thrash things up on occasion, blast the listener with an evil, soul-searing guitar solo, or hell, even throw in some melodic harmonies if the spirit takes them. A concoction of Carpathian Forest, Venom, and Dissection is what Mordant offer, and while it is derivative beyond measure (as most Extreme Metal is, truth be told), it'll have the air guitar out the moment you hit play.