This came out in 1999 – or at least that’s when I got it. Here’s what I said about it back then (with some minor editing):
Nash The Slash was way ahead of his time.
In the ’70s, a decade before Nine Inch Nails, the Toronto multi-instrumentalist was the original one-man electronica creep-show, performing spooky art-rock opuses while wrapped in Invisible Man bandages, backed by banks of synths and blanketed in swirls of fog. When NiN came along, however, Nash kinda vanished. And after hearing his dismal new CD Thrash, you might wish he was still in hiding. In today’s world of Doom, deathtronica and televised massacre, Nash’s gothy synths and cheesy shtik are about as menacing as a Bela Lugosi flick. Even worse, Thrash doesn’t have any of the inspired covers — Dead Man’s Curve, Baba O’Reilly and (my fave) I’m An American Band — that you used to love. Time to hang up the bandages, big guy.
