Extremely well done retro thrash, with abysmal, disgusting, horrible vocals; there is very little room for arguing that Gabriel Garcia (even the famous Colombian writer would dismiss him as a singer) does anything more than ruin great riffs and memorable songs. If it wasn’t for the terrible judgment of Garcia’s band mates Tungsteno could have released a pretty decent and worthy of attention demo; but his existence and ridiculous high pitch screams are so bad that it embarrasses you just by been a little emphatic.

Like all the new wave of retro thrash metal, this Argentinean outfit explores ridiculous and cliché lyrics about thrash metal, headbanging, drinking and social struggle (they just forgot about zombies and nuclear holocaust, but then again this is just an EP so maybe on their full length those topics will be included!); there is nothing wrong with fun superficial songs with good riffs, the problem is that as soon as Garcia delivers his embarrassing segments, the lyrics acquire a bonus in ridicule and is very hard for you to concentrate in some really great riffs.

If you take Tethrash, remove all the vocal work, and I mean ALL the vocal lines from Garcia, and find a way to find a mediocre thrash singer, this EP will rock, their name will be heard way beyond their frontiers and the name Tungsteno will become synonymous of good, fun thrash metal, but until that happens this band is doomed to be ridicule until they wape up and realize that Garcia should be doing something else, whatever, but not singing!