A fresh for 2005 release featuring the dark musical genius of South Carolina’s very own Ashley Holt is cause to celebrate. Has anyone written a pop song in the last fifty years with a throwaway line like “dirigible damage” and made it rock so hard? I think not. As usual with any THRDGLL offering, I’ve played this repeatedly – a feat made all the easier since Ashley keeps his songs short, tight and clean of boring bridges and endless choruses. Hard to pick a highlight from an album filled with highlights. Above the norm in all respects and highly recommended. Another “100 WORDS OR LESS” Review by Terry Collins. Read more of the same at his website http://www.popculturedebris.com

I've been a fan since I first heard Jonathan Martin's Combat with the Black Lion of Hell and All His Combined Powers, but this is Ashley's strongest collection of tunes to date (and that's saying something). I can't get The Abstractor out of my head! No matter how hard I try. If you liked Great, you'll love Gargle of the Spartanites.

I have a few points of contention with Thrdgll. Note that some of the facts I plan to use in this letter were provided to me by a highly educated person who managed to escape Thrdgll's obscene indoctrination and is consequently believable. Thrdgll operates on an international scale to abet ethnic genocide, dictatorships, and complacent know-nothings. It's only fitting, therefore, that we, too, work on an international scale, but to throw down the gauntlet and challenge Thrdgll's dupes to beat it at its own game. It seems that no one else is telling you that I really insist that basic principles, painfully and gradually drawn from the wisdom, the suffering, the aspirations, and the prophetic religious teachings of countless centuries before us are far more trustworthy than Thrdgll's pea-brained prank phone calls. So, since the burden lies with me to tell you that, I suppose I should say a few words on the subject. To begin with, immature, treasonous sociopaths (like Thrdgll) are not born -- they are excreted. However unsavory that metaphor may be, Thrdgll's fairy tales are not witty satire, as it would have you believe. They're simply the huffy, froward ramblings of something that has no idea or appreciation of what it's mocking. One may very well question whether no one is more tyrannical than Thrdgll. Still, most people will eventually be convinced that a colleague recently informed me that a bunch of stuck-up, two-faced skinflints and others in Thrdgll's amen corner are about to interfere with a person's work performance, bodily security, physical movement, or privacy rights. I have no reason to doubt that story because Thrdgll's trucklers all have serious personal problems. In fact, the way it keeps them loyal to it is by encouraging and exacerbating these problems rather than by helping to overcome them. Let us now lead the way to the future, not to the past, because in that is our only hope for the future.