Album review: Inepsy – City Weapons

Another batch of dynamite. This time it starts out with a bunch of people screaming and about to get blown to bits by some kind of bomb, an Invading City Weapon of sorts. The first song is a killer instrumental that as far as I can tell is about you realizing your city is about to be destroyed and needing to get to your motorcycle.

I could be wrong, cause there’s no lyrics, but that’s how I take it. When the last bomb hits you think you’re done with these city weapons, but no; you’re back for another dose. Only this time the City Weapons aren’t invading, they’re already there. They’re still killing you, but right now they’re just some kind of bomb. Big bombs to be sure, but you’re not sure of what kind of bomb they are. It doesn’t really matter because regardless of what kind of bomb it is you’re still running down the dirty streets of whatever city you’re in dodging the pieces of falling flaming rubble. It’s kinda like Ghost Busters, but without the marshmallow. So you reach a safe haven, and there’s no more falling rubble. You’re happy, you’re about to sit down and light up your last cigarette as you see another plane fly overhead, you put your cigarette back into your pocket and get up to run again. It’s no use, it’s the fucking Mother of All Bombs.