If the self-titled debut from this incendiary power trio careered like a bolt from the muzzle of a deep blue Mauser and noodled you between the eyes with its concussive clout then you better get your protective wraparounds fixed on and quick. This sophomore suite reels out the readies on a conveyor belt of ostinato riffs (no cuddly toy), propelled by a drum and guitar section with an evident love for prime tech-metal tactics. The sax is pushed further to the fore this time (and only at the slight expense of Hasslan’s heavy staccato strings), the trio now broaching the feral garage swing of The Thing or even the raucous post-Klezmer din dished out by Daniel Zamir’s Satlah, especially when Mathisen starts tooting Talmudic hellfire on the soprano. There’s no recourse to a calming ballad either, as was the case with the first album’s meditative ‘Castaway’ closer. No, this is supercharged and surly, from bellicose beginning to yowling end. And, believe me, you won’t mind one bit.