The Black Code;

Tearing through your speakers like a swamp monster summoned from a dark cosmic morass, Texas riff masters Wo Fat unapologetically blast out a southern-fried, blues-infused version of psychedelic doom, conjuring up visions of hoodoo shacks, prowling undead, and hell hounds at the crossroads. With The Black Code, the band offers up five hefty slabs of classic analog fuzz with a sci-fi spin. This is not cold, sterile, machine-like metal. This is organic, earthy metal full of funk.