This came out in 2004 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
He’s ugly as sin. He’s old as hell. And he has a voice like a rusty garburator. But all it takes is one exposure to the hyperspeed boogie and fuzz-bass headbanging of his umpteenth fire-breathing disc to know something far more crucial about Motörhead mastermind Lemmy: He’s still God.
