Opener 'Mercenary Blues' immediately shows what this album stands for: crushing sludge doom with plenty of unexpected twists and turns and tons of sheer fuzz-power. The twists and turns, along with the vocals, provide plenty of variation to keep the song interesting for almost twelve minutes. Besides the usual elements, I can hear some drones, dark ambient and even a hint of jazz, perhaps not really intended but still showing the musical abilities of Slabdragger.
'Shrine of Debauchery' shows more of the same stoner doom goodness and adds some hypnotic elements to the mix as well. The opening sequence drives on repetitive percussion, immersive basslines and psychedelic guitars, right before the brutal sludge suddenly and mercilessly kicks in. Obviously, that recipe is repeated in the other two songs, again resulting in massive pieces of stoner doom metal. I can easily see massive crowds of hooded beards, slowly headbanging themselves into a state of trance, wherever Slabdragger decides to force-feed the masses with these crushing anthems.
While their previous album is already a classic, I'm quite sure that this one will lift Slabdragger even further to the upper regions of the sludge metal scene. Riff-worshipers definitely can't go wrong with songs like 'Dawncrusher Rising' and 'Implosion Rites'. With sheer heaviness and brute force, this trio will soon forget all the set-backs in their career, focusing solely on the sonic destruction of mankind. When they come to your town, go watch them but until then, fucking buy this fucking album already.