Based on the resume of some of these guys, I wasn't expecting this to be the full-on low-fi war metal assault it is, but man, they bring it. This one-sided EP has been out for awhile, with four tracks on the front and a rad lycanthropic etching on the B-side, but this was my first time being introduced to the Cult crew, the music crashing through my cranial frame with some wickedly chaotic (borderline” noise-metal"-grade) necroblast.

Musically, Caveman Cult clearly draw from the Conqueror / Beherit / Revenge tradition, blowing through fairly compact eruptions of tin-can blastbeats, hardcore punk-gone-charred riffage moving at whirlwind velocity, and bestial roaring vocals, dishing out abominations like "Impaled Humanity Ablaze", "Dogs Of War (Exterminate The Filth)", "Metal Negro Antihumano" and "Legions Of The Black Vomit" in roughly three-minute detonations. Atavistic and ultra-aggressive, it's a wall of screaming, pinging deathstorm marked with sudden and devastating riff structures and Hanneman-on-crack dissonant soloing that fly out of the maelstrom like unleashed ordinance. The parts where the double-bass drumming kick in push this stuff to the limit, though there are those few moments when it call crashes inward into a pulverizing groove that evokes the most decimating Conqueror tempo change. Oof.

Which is why you might be surprised to see Rick Smith of Torche and Tyranny Of Shaw (and Mehkago N.T. the utter noisecore of Nuclear II, so there's that) behind the kit for this trio, joined by Harold Bosch (La Vieja Guardia, Mehkago N.T.) on "execution axe" and A. Antillon on bass and vocals, but the dude commands this onslaught with zero hesitation; any semblance of melodicism or traditional song structure is blown away like fallout ash as these guys bash you relentlessly with this three-chord hyperspeed barbarism, the churning treble-sharp guitar sound spewing almost total distorted noise when this shit is at top speed.

The original Warhead art is pretty awesome as well, blending crude monstrosity with figures that looked like they were scraped off a wall in Lascaux, France; the whole vibe is both prehistoric and post-apocalyptic. Now, onto the albums....