so, your bowels have just about started functioning properly and the world has finally stopped vibrating after the last bass onslaught from the sludge camp. its going to require gonads of steel to whack up the volume on this latest beast, but we know you never lost your hardcore. nevertheless, as we are a caring bunch at sludge hq, we feel obliged to warn in advance that this latest slab of dubstep pressure from trick or treat is the sort of big tuna that might leave some needing a job lot of nappies and a year off work to recover.