With a gestation period that would have had an Elephant screaming for the induction stirrups, Hell's new record carries a lot of expectation on it's Satanic shoulders. Andy Sneap thinks it'll be worth the wait though...
Fate. Kismet. Some things work out in time, and there’s no telling how or why they happen – they just do. God moves in mysterious ways.
Naming themselves after one of the best thrash albums ever, by one of the acknowledged muthafucking best of the genre’s bands, these young fuckers have either got balls the size of grapefruits - or a death wish.
Bonded By Blood's second album is by no means a classic thrash album but let me tell you, it ain’t half fucking bad either. With a theme revolving around the earth bein