What the fuck is this doing here?

The Chuck Norris Experiment sounds like they might play spazz-happy quirk-grind in the vein of The Locust, Dillinger Escape Plan, Daughters, An Albatross, and other cutesy-poo ironic garbage, but there is a far more vile sort of suck a foot here.

This is really puerile simple minded cock-rock along the lines of Wolfmother, Early Man, and other weaksauce throwback bullshit that combines the elements of Bon Scott-era AC/DC with the elements of Brian Johnson-era AC/DC and not even coming close to being a half-ass Nashville Pussy. "Radioshadow" might be decent if it was 2:34 minutes, but they stretch out the one decent riff they have on the album until it reaches the 7 ass-fuck minute mark. People who listen to/create/tolerate this kind of base hard rock need to get their faces raped with the corpse-vagina of the long dead style they insist on trying to revive.

The Chuck Norris Experiment could be recommended to scruffy PBR inhaling weenies whose musical vocabulary begins at "MY" and ends at "SPACE", but to the rest of us who aren’t assholes, you lose.

Written By: Nick Benoitschwitz