Performances are strong across the board. Duet solidified himself in cult folklore with his contributions to the essential, short-lived career of the legendary Acid Bath, however, I feel he's an underappreciated guitarist. The dude is a riff beast, who deftly incorporates different styles and influences into an explosive package, where grim blackened tremolos, ominous melodies, and stout, seething riffs seamlessly intertwine, wrapping black, death, punk and thrash elements into a formidable whole. Perhaps most impressive is Duet's underrated solos, which feature prominently across the album, adding unhinged, melodic counterpoints, and occasional nods to old school Slayer to the equation. Always a band to keep things lean, Angels Hung from the Arches of Heaven is Goatwhore's longest album, at 47 minutes. As a result, the album does suffer bloat, with the intro track and one or two of the less remarkable songs perhaps best left on the cutting room floor to allow for more efficient potency. A less squashed master would also allow for the music to pop a little more. In summation, Goatwhore don't make shit albums and Angels Hung from the Arches of Heaven is no exception to the rule. Twenty-five years in the game and Goatwhore still sound vital, pissed and full of rage. It remains questionable whether Goatwhore have another truly decimating album left in them to match the might of their mid-career peak period, but Angels Hung from the Arches of H