Label: Weathermaker Music
Sounds like Maryland's stoner-funk musclemen have been digging Westbound-era Funkadelic as much as old RATM: Their rhythm section's packing that kind of whomp, especially in the opener and closer, the latter of which defines their "political persuasion" as "howling at the moon" just a few cuts after they hand some blowhard "Mr. Freedom" his ass on a platter. "D.C. Sound Attack!" goes even further, with metal's most bomb-dropping Trouble Funk go-go break ever. Elsewhere, they opt for boogie slide, prospector-rock duskiness and a White Zombie facsimile about racing a Rocket 88.