Spazz had to have recorded and released at least a couple hundred songs prior to "Crush Kill Destroy," and despite the perpetual flow of records since 1993, they have remained unchanged. Aside from progressing musically in terms of going beyond the predictable verse-chorus-verse-breakdown-verse method (which gets very old, very quickly), it's always been the same multi-growling/screaming, humorous, start/stop motion of power-violence; their sound was so inspiring that a whole new genre of hardcore was spawned (and whether or not they're proud of it has never been officially determined). So, on
Spazz's third album, their reign continues to give mucho props to hip-hop, skateboarding, and anti-theology while scaring the backpacks off of overly sensitive emo kids. To say the least,
Spazz haven't changed a bit, and hopefully the self-proclaimed "six-crazy fists" won't ever. 25 songs in 19 minutes.