This first solo disc by Rob Zombie sounds a lot like Astro Creep 2000, only better. More cool songs, heavier and a lot more disturbing. Though with Sean Yseult gone, the sex appeal is lost. This was so big my Christian acquaintance even bought a copy. Head bang or dance, it's excellent industrial metal for those fed up with the genericism of the metal scene following the hair band explosion of the late 1980s. Wheras those campy hair bands plummeted into self parody in the 90s, Rob Zombie thrived in not one, but two bands delivering thundrous blasphemy with touches of horror. Unlike his main competitor, Marilyn Manson, Zombie never changed his sound that much.