The cauldron of metal and industrial bubbles as the ladle descends slowly into it. The ladle rises, and what drips from edges is a strong mix of the two genres, sort of high tech metal artistry. Lyrics aren't bad either: "I am poured out like water, and my bones are out of joint. For dogs have compassed me; they pierced my hands and feet" (from "Temples of Dust"). The guitar playing is fresh and talented, and vocals are somewhat akin to those of Klay Scott's. To order, send $16 to Rugged Cross Connections, PO Box 2006, Independence MO 64055
