First to impress are the rock-your-nuts-off grooves achieved around every turn. They emanate from the drum set but develop muscular maturity in the company of roiling riffs and brilliant guitar solo executions. Next comes the realization that the most vivid comparisons available refer to nonconforming game-changers of the genre. The slower moments of "Decomposers" and "Tesla" bring to mind Thorns' more successful endeavors in virtue annihilation. The occasional dramatic choral declarations prove that not everyone reviles Anaal Nathrakh for their blend of clean and dirty. The Konsortium have hijacked all the familiar tropes for comprehensive genetic enhancement, amplifying their kill quotient and unleashing them in a manner that is undeniably stylish. Each of the album's eight songs smuggles enough flair into its violence to keep interest piqued and bodies flailing. The Konsortium is the kind of band that can make the pursuit of evil fun again.