Barbarosa represent an onslaught of bad metal clichés. With a non-stop layer of choppy guitar leads and a laughable tough-guy vocalist who constantly screams "whoo!" more often than he comes up with an intelligent lyric ("...cause my lips are made of razors and my boot are made of leather/ whoo!" as one chorus bellows), all four songs on this EP provide an unintentional package of comic relief. With the half-naked woman illustrated on their album's cover, Barbarosa would probably be taken more seriously at any given biker bar or NRA convention.
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