The word 'heartbreaking' is thrown around an awful lot in musical circles, usually in reference to things that are actually very pretty. Well correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't heartbreak a violent, nasty, destructive thing? That's why this album remains the finest document of heartbreak I've ever heard. Velvet Hammer is raw, dark, confrontational, bruised, enraged, powerful, and in its own twisted way, beautiful. It's the aural equivalent of flying into a drunken, passionate rage at the height of your emotional turmoil. It'll take you a while to dig beneath the surface, to understand the power and the hurt beneath the anger, but once you do, you'll be endlessly rewarded. A fantastic, criminally overlooked album.
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