by Dave Thompson Two years on from the supercharged From Here to Reality , and briefly bolstered by the arrival of Agnostic Front drummer Joe Montanaro , G.B.H.'s seventh album sees the band ease back on the hardcore clutch a little, to produce an album that positively overflows with melodic anthems and searing guitar lines. Closer in intent, then, to the mid-'80s Midnight Madness & Beyond and No Need to Panic , but without those albums' directionless deliberation, Church of the Truly Warped packs some of G.B.H.'s most memorable tunes in years -- and some of their most biting lyrics. "Not Enough Hate," "Leather Coffin," and "Where the Wild Things Are" rank among G.B.H.'s finest creations yet -- which really isn't something you'd expect to say about an early-'80s Oi! band, still kicking it out in the 1990s. The title track, meanwhile, merges with Abrahall 's occasionally Stiv Bators -like vocals to reincarnate the Lords of the New Church with almost spooky precision. Of course, it's still all a long way from the days when rats chowed down on city babies, but so were G.B.H. and their audience. Church of the Truly Warped , on the other hand, was exactly what they both deserved. Another excellent album.