By Lane Oliver
Within moments of this album’s beginning you can smell the thick, nostril flaring smog that would billow from the smoke stacks of some environmentally unsafe factory. A factory that resides within the ruins of a crumbling city whose own citizens brought about its own corruption and destruction. You see, Batillus’s Concrete Sustain possesses a sound reminiscent of collapsing buildings within a post-apocalyptic metropolitan city. Please put on your hard hat before listening to this one.