Pissing Razors

We didn't need a new double Judas Priest live disc, nor was that Axel Rudi Pell live opus the most essential release of the year, and we certainly don't want a live Pissing Razors album. Really, no one needs to hear live versions of songs that all sound pretty similar, offered forth with worse production sound than their usually stellar-sounding albums afford. Nothing against the band: they are still dishing out their aggressive, Pantera-on-coke groove-laden testosterone attack, and doing it well, but we'll wait around for the next studio album. Live In the Devil's Triangle is just another reminder that nine out of ten live albums, including this one, are totally useless.