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In a world of diminishing returns and softening sensibilities, it's nice to see five regular dudes find themselves on common ground. They mix it up with enough technical know-how to help them stand out, but not enough to make it boring or godly, though they still retain that endearing rawness...
By Abel FolgarAugust 17, 2006
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In a world of diminishing returns and softening sensibilities, it’s nice to see five regular dudes find themselves on common ground. They mix it up with enough technical know-how to help them stand out, but not enough to make it boring or godly, though they still retain that endearing rawness that’ll get fans of crossover, thrash, and grind to listen. Stand close and bang away, but if memory serves correct, step back a bit when the axemen’s heads go circular: These mothers sweat!

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Abel Folgar is a contributing writer for the Miami New Times. His collections of poetry, Renault 30 and Odas a futbolistas, are available on Hinchas Press. His translations of Comanche, P.I. and Juego de chicos were published by Jitney Books and are available at local bookstores. He is a long-suffering West Bromwich Albion fan.

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