Warthur
Backing away from Metal Black's attempt to recast the band as a proto-extreme metal group (which they never really were - it took other acts to take the raw, nearly-thrashy speed metal of their early albums and transform it into the black metal we know and love today), the delightfully unpretentious Hell provides a short sharp burst of raw and dirty thrash with a punky edge reminiscent of the first two Venom albums. La Rage does a reasonable job on the guitars, Cronos' vocals sound as pissed off as ever, and on the whole the band focus on doing what they've always done best - making a godawful racket and having a heap of fun doing it.
It does not blaze any new trails, break any new ground, or in any other respect do anything surprising or unexpected, and to be honest their first couple of albums covered this territory perfectly adequately and more interestingly anyway. It's basically Venom as a slightly thrashy bar band, growing old disgracefully. Not an embarrassment, not something you need to worry about missing out on if you haven't heard it either,