Calling J.C. Satàn unique would be selling the French band short. Imagine Queens Of The Stone Age backing Serge Gainsbourg during Mexico's Day Of The Dead. Brutal and complex, furious and spirit-evoking, the new album of this group from Bordeaux hits the nail of black-garage-gospel with the hammer of Viking gods, right in the middle of a storm of decibels that mount the pressure, electrically charged by each of J.C. Satàn's shows.