Picks and Pans Review: The Nature of the Beast
Orson Welles may assure us that Paul Masson will sell no fruit of the vine before its time, but no such guarantee comes with this Canadian sonic sludge. What this quintet is trying to pass off as music bears an amazing resemblance to 1970 vintage Black Sabbath—an unpalatable mixture of vocal screeches, thudding guitars and unimaginative drum rumbles. The boys are a little like Kiss without greasepaint or panache. Their lyric-writing talents are summed up by a line in the tune Just between You and Me: "Words are sometimes hard to find." Those who insist on swigging this cheap stuff should carry it around in a brown paper sack.