I remember Nasty Savage from my college days, but never checked them out. My loss as this is my kind of metal. Mostly it's off-kilter thrash, with riff after riff coming at you from all angles. "Nasty" Ronnie is your front man, and he's quite the character it would seem. A complete showman, part time wrestler, and part time King Diamond imitator apparently. When he's not squealing, he's singing in an aggressive manner typical of the metal acts of the day. Regardless of his stage antics, it's the music that carries the day here. It doesn't really fit any kind of genre norm, which only makes it more endearing to me. Way more thoughtful than you might initially think. I would have loved this had I picked it up real time. Alrighty, 38 years later, it's in the collection.Ownership: 1987 Metal Blade (LP)
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