Dirty Dog reporting in! And let me tell ya, this ain’t your grandma’s lullaby.
Listen up, kids: “The Extreme Sound Of Truth”? Sounds more like the brutal confession of a band that’s had too many nights downing whiskey and not enough sleeping it off.
So, Head Cleaner’s back. Remember them? Their last ditty “Of Worms and Men” from… wait for it… a whole decade ago? Yeah, these Greek rock gods have decided to grace our unworthy ears again. And in classic Head Cleaner style, They’re grinding harder than a skateboard on a rusty rail.
Jim “Mitch” E. – Vox
Costas C. – Guitar
Lefteris K. – Bass
Billy S. – Drums
25 minutes, 11 tracks, and every single one’s got more bite than a rabid pitbull. Tunes like “Cold Machines” and “Mass Production Dream”? Let’s just say they pack a punch that makes Mike Tyson’s uppercut feel like a bitch slap. And for those seeking respite? Dream on. “Not Like All Of You” and “For Tomorrow’s Lesson” hit you with grooves grimier than my bathroom floor.
Thessaloniki’s finest – or should I say foulest? Two decades in, and these mad lads have carved out a name louder than a chainsaw in a library. Shared the stage with the who’s who of metal chaos, from Carcass to Pestilence, and stamped their manic mark on some of Europe’s dirtiest mosh pits.
As for what’s next? Head Cleaner’s prepping to rip through Europe, dragging “The Extreme Sound Of Truth” screaming and kicking from stage to stage. Batten down the hatches, Europe, ’cause a sonic hurricane’s coming your way. And trust Dirty Dog on this, it’s gonna be gloriously messy.