This is the English answer to Gwar - Neanderthal rock that'll soon run rampant across your living room floor and take it's rightful place alongside the poor and tasteless. With a sonic intensity so big it'd have King Kong stomping the ground for hours in sheer ecstasy - and look now, there's a cavernous pit back where your yard once stood, "Iron Monkey's" newest, "Our Problem," might well become yours with a little luck. This English beat is neither danceable or pleasant any way you look at it, but rather noisy, leaning for the most part to the far left of excruciating and agonizing, where grind-core meets sludge-rock in a decibel-crush of rolling rudeness that patterns itself after no one in particular. It's hard not to imagine them as more than a rock and roll spoof with the name and with songs that include "Supagorgonizer" and "Nine Joint Spiritual Whip" (how long is this?). But, they can play - just not that well. Actually they play better than they can sing. If there's even one word anyone can pick up in the lyrics, I'll eat bananas for a week!

Imagine what Sabbath might've sounded like after a few too many nights of binge drinking, and Ozzy's spent voice after a full bout with touring and a 4 pack a day habit. There's nothing musically significant here, but I'd imagine these guys must be a trip to see live. The Kyuss vibe is unmistakable by song six, "2 Golden Rules," if you can make it that far past the sick cover booklet illustrations which have to be seen to be appreciated! But no, I'd dare suggest not everyone would be so appreciative of it! Yes, somebody had to have a lot of fun with this one! Let the primates run wild!