Sitting through this is almost a bewildering experience. In less than forty minutes Coffin Dust drops off five songs split between two methods of craft, an intro that is toilet paper, and a cover tune. Three tracks follow a lengthy trek in which Exhumed-styled riffs and a familiar two-pronged vocal approach are human-centipeded to form death metal slabs of considerable detail. The remaining two don't bother fleshing out various paces, tempos, and detailed guitar work which define the longer cuts, and thus dish out slaughter serenades in three minutes or less. You don't need a PHD in necrology to realize a style rooted to Carcass et al. is often done better in simpler settings; these slices know they exist to say their piece and leave the building.

It is, then, no surprise Coffin Dust nails the quick numbers, but leaves the longer cuts lingering around for needless intervals. They are actually somewhat decent, though the leftover parts hang like jowls, putting the decent bits in a bit of a fix. But hey, it's easy to see what they're going for; no harm, no foul. The best cut here, and I'm sure this was unintentional, is a cover of Slayer's "Metal Storm/Face the Slayer." Coffin Dust pulls off the tribute with fantastic ability, helping to capture the black magic of the Slayer classic that still burns within its halls. However, the other tracks don't have this same level of vitality; an album ruled by a cover tune has bad news written all over it.