Next time you're in the mood to be abruptly pummelled by a CD, make sure you put Zeke on. The Motorhead-meets-Ramones (but only after being fueled by amphetamines) onslaught of Zeke is as refreshing as a bucket of ice cold water being dumped on your head while taking a hot shower. Guaranteed to be great live and invigorating for mosh sessions in the privacy of your own bedroom, Zeke is just dandy.