Purgatory combine a lot of my metal weaknesses into one fucking package: One full-length release, 80′s, American power/speed/thrash metal. Who am I to deny?
Well, I’m not and if you heard this you wouldn’t either. The power/speed/thrash hybrid I mentioned above is on fucking point and man oh man, those fucking riffs. It may not be the speediest of the era but that’s not even a detraction. The album still packs a punch, attached to a studded arm band. All the fist raising, head banging, sing-along glory that was peak in this decade is on full display here, and it’s fucking awesome as hell. Cram it in your fucking skull.