Talking of a) old-fashioned rock music and b) Bloodstock, Music For The Masses, here’s the band who won the local heat of that competition and joined the likes of Rob Zombie and Trivium at the summer feast of heaviosity. Perhaps, on this evidence and that of Crystallite, the old ways are back with a vengeance, hairy riff aficionados suddenly weary of giant sludgy musical monoliths and metalcore belligerence and hungry for Rob Halford screams, Quireboys strut and something a bit funky. Depending on your point of view it’s classic and timeless (Judas Priest via Chili Peppers with a slight detour round to Hanoi Rocks’ place for a few beers), or a clichéd reminder of what Metallica and Slayer came to save us from back in the 1980s. If only for singer Cole Bryant’s falsetto squeal at the end of `Shivers’ we’ll go for the former for now. That must have been one hell of a needle someone just stuck in his bollocks, so credit for staying in tune.