Lovingly pinched from The Sleeping Shaman: Canada. There must be something in the water there that makes for such awesome metal bands...possibly beaver pee, I'm not sure. Whatever it is, I hope they keep on adding more and more of it to the water supply, because that way we'll keep getting bands like LAVAGOAT. Lavagoat, a name that conjures up some pretty cool images, well for ME anyway, and a name that suits these four hirsute Canucks right down to the ground - blisteringly hot and EVIL. Coming on like some kind of genetic experimentation-spawned hybrid of High On Fire, Electric Wizard (when they were still, y'know, GOOD) and the more rockin' side of Mastodon, these boys swagger and glower their way through forty-five minutes of prime-grade, white-hot METAL with aplomb.