A primal collision of two primitive horrors, mercifully consigned to the mists of legendary half memory. Those who stare into the mists become the beast, those who flee them become the prey. Neither escapes. Ghuughra
It's a shame that in 1980 my parents decided to move interstate, otherwise I might still be living in Adelaide and Meth Leppard would be my home town heroes. This band rips. xTöDx