Proof that an inability to play the wrong note at the right time need be no obstacle when it comes to pursuing a musical career[endtease], New Jersey’s finest exponents of deaf metal are back.
Beginning with a burst of doom and gloom and Fripp-inducing fretted forebding, The Hellboys are set to bother the woofers and tweeters of an unsuspecting world once again.
When questioned about this particular choice, all Mr. Stormy would say is “Not a very dusty track from the the past, but a slightly covered in static collected particles from the just past.”
Beginning with a burst of doom and gloom and Fripp-inducing fretted forebding, The Hellboys are set to bother the woofers and tweeters of an unsuspecting world once again.
When questioned about this particular choice, all Mr. Stormy would say is “Not a very dusty track from the the past, but a slightly covered in static collected particles from the just past.”
