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Upon a glance of the cover I’d have expected this to be either pure rock and roll or a crustcore album. But Six pack witchcraft is none of the above, what Maax (or Mäax if you wish) does here is completely bastardize the lovechild of Venom and Motörhead, and they do so in the ugliest way possible.
A few seconds into the opening track Die by the ax’ I’m almost overwhelmed by the insanely burly sound of the guitars and bass, and it really takes me a while to come to terms with the production. It sounds as to have been recorded in the rehearsal room, but for some reason onto a cell phone. The drum sound is relatively clear, the vocals are minorly reverbed (just like they should be) and comes across in a decent manner. So do the guitar leads, but the rhythm guitar and bass presents one of the burliest and ugliest offering I’ve heard to date. But it’s still ugly in a good way, ‘cause this lot of hairy, denim-wearing men is all about bringing back the golden days of pure rocking metal.
The influences from the previously mentioned Venom and Motörhead are obvious, and I suppose there’s a hint of a blackened punkiness of later Darkthrone in there as well, just as a buttload of heavy metal shines through. It all comes together in a neat knapsack of thrash, rock and roll, punk, black metal and a humongous buttload of attitude. It’s difficult to withstand the energetic, testosterone-ridden journey Maax takes you on. Every track is filled to the rim with simple and wickedly effective riffing. The powerful vocals sound just as harsh and evil as most metal vocalists wants to sound like, but fail terribly at achieving. It’s like being given a brief look into the mischievous, blasphemous, grave robbing, beer drinking, porn watching and bike riding metalhead heaven.
Originally written for http://www.mylastchapter.net