Reptoids are among us. They prowl at night, casting ominous shadows in the darkest corners of Chicago. The relentless rock/metal/alien clan conjure spirits of the brutally heavy guitar riff (think Helmet, Maiden, early Motley Crue) via fierce female vocals, sinful three-part harmonies, and skin-crawling ethereal chants. The hooks daze, the riffs stun and the unmerciful rhythm section delivers the final blow. Metal, rock, punk, all wrapped up with a bloody tourniquet, served extra rare. You're...