Good Lord. This record is all flying shrapnel, white hot shards of twisted metal tearing through the darkness like an explosion of brutal truth and bad intentions run amuck. On a fearless mission to end "all the idiocy" that apparently infects the Norwegian hard rock scene, I wouldn't be surprised if they don't just take the whole fucking government by sheer sonic force while they're at it, and then burn Norway to the ground just for kicks. "Last Sons of Evil" is pure sex, booze, and Satan fueled Death N' Roll, thrashing around wildly somewhere in the middle of Motorhead, Venom, Entombed, and Broken Bones, and miles and miles away from civilization as we know it. Stateside, the critics, the cynics would probably end up throwing the Cumshots into the same post-indie punk metal gutter as the splintered Amphetamine Reptile crew- head throbbing noise rawk desperadoes like Easy Action, Thrall, and Cut Throats 9- but they'd be mistaken. This is no nerve rattling feedback freak-out played for pain, it's just rock and roll taken to it's deep, dark conclusion, way past any hopes of redemption, out there where scars are collected like medals, and 'crushing the audience' takes on a more literal meaning. Yeah, I know the argument- rock and roll's not really dangerous. Well, just toss on "Last Sons of Evil', motherfucker, and see what happens. When the bullets start flying, don't say I didn't warn you.