Slug Guts weren’t so much a band as they were a primal force of nature conjured up from the darkest recesses of a chasm in the Earth – guitars whipped and struck with the frightening intensity of sandstorms bearing down on you as drums rolled in from a distance like thunder warning you to run, and those vocals… it was like being torn apart by a cackling pack of starved hyenas. WHITE HEX, then, seems to be a measured response.
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