The polar opposite of their British poseur counterparts, Wrathchild America were the very definition of "thrash" metal. Boasting excellent guitar work, complex rhythms and completely juvenile lyrics, Climbin' the Walls serves to remind why the late eighties were the peak (thus far) of thrash. Songs about the gates of hell, groupies vampires and the perils of the recording business (along with a decent cover of Pink Floyd's Time) still cannot obscure the true reason for Wrathchild America's existence, which was to provide some really catchy, galloping kick-ass metal. Even though he was destined to play for Ugly Kid Joe, Shannon Larkin does a really good job of keeping what could have been pure cacophony in check. Although (due to legal problems with the aforemention English Dogs) this was released just past the apex of thrash, Climbin' the Walls ages well in my opinion, however, and is an excellent representation of what metal used to be. Out of print but worth getting if you can ever find it.