After nearly 40 years of supremacy, Motörhead have attained a near religious legacy. Using their patented formula of equal parts rock'n'roll and whiskey, Motörhead has been fucking up audiences since long before I was even a glimmer in my father's eye. "Aftershock" is proof of the enduring legacy of Lemmy Kilmister and his speed-obsessed band-mates; recapturing fans of the their golden era, while ensnaring leagues of new listeners unfortunate enough to not have had the exposure to one of rock'n'rolls truest treasures.

I must admit, when I was given this album to review I was fully prepared to give it a proper flogging. To be completely honest, I haven't been entirely impressed with most of the Motörhead material in the last decade. So there I sat, ready to sink my shitty teeth into this record and shake loose its life, when the title track "Heartbreaker" kicked in. Lets get this out of the way now... I'm an idiot. This is easily the best Motörhead record since 2006's "Kiss of Death," and in a moment of possible sleep deprived haze I'm going to to go as far as to put this in my top 5 favorite Motörhead records.

Hear me out on this, "Aftershock" has a little something for everyone. For "Overkill" or "Ace of Spades" speed see the tracks "End of Time," "Queen of the Damned," and "Paralyzed." If the catchiness of "Orgasmatron" or "Rock N' Roll" is more your style, see "Silence When You Speak To Me" or "Keep Your Powder Dry." For me the personal highlight of the record is the two blues-fueled ballads "Lost Woman Blues" and "Dust and Glass.

To put it simply, "Aftershock" is one hell of a record. I'm glad I was given the opportunity to review this record because I fear I would never have even cracked the pages on this thing and missed a truly great rock'n'roll record. Here's some parting food for thought: Lemmy is 68 fucking years old, kicking ass like he's still in his heyday, and arguably doing it better than its ever been done. Here's to hopefully another 40 years of Motörhead.