What can you say about Crowbar that hasn't been articulated in some form or fashion in recent past? They are the epitome of, as the name of this release clearly states, sludge. Heavy as a shot-put for Goliath and murky as the river Styx, Crowbar enforce a musical disposition of perfect and substantial viscous drudgery. Rarely has a band been able to accomplish what New Orleans's native sons have effectively done over the course of seven albums. If you want heavier than this "best of" compilation from the ruling class of down-tuned nobility, try pumping a blob of atomic weight 207 through your stereo. By the way, good luck with that -- Crowbar uses that as their litmus test in practice sessions.