Sounds like:

1. A cop who just turned off his body camera.
2. Getting through TSA with a cigarette lighter in your carry-on.
3. Having a pillow fight with a nine-year old until you make them cry. On purpose.
4. SEPULTURA.
5. Timothy Treadwell getting eaten by an Alaskan grizzly bear.
6. Alec Baldwin thinking the gun was unloaded.

In reality, number three and number four on that list are the only things that I'm one hundred percent sure of.  As for the other four suggestions, I can only assume that at some point during those moments, there was a subconscious burst of DETRAKTOR's aggressive, hardcore-tinged thrash that popped up as the bear's muzzle was wide open or the flash of Alec's prop gun was brighter than it usually is. "Full Body Stomp" is the twinkle in the TSA agent's eyes.  It's the skip in the state trooper's heart as he casually turns off his body cam and approaches the car with his hand on the holster.  This is heavy metal that views all of us as apex predators.  Gorillas. Bears. Tigers. Karens. The list goes on.

The first two songs "Gorilla" and "Bear Fight" open up the album with a one-two punch that would leave a lesser band on the floor.  One of the greatest aspects of metal is its willingness to put anything on the table.  I can't imagine Taylor Swift sitting down with her press agents, manager, producers and rotating cast of musicians to say, "I've written a song about gorillas- and after that I want to write a song about bears getting in a fight." (CLARIFICATION: Metal Temple rules dictate that I put the name of musicians in bold, but I draw the line at doing that with the name "Taylor Swift," God bless her.)  And yet, Hamburg, Germany's DETRAKTOR has done just that. They've done it so well, in fact,  it makes you want to eat your young or, at the very least,  devour the head of someone else's young.  If the first song "Gorilla" is like the holder in an overblown football game where there's a 52-yard field goal to win the game, then the second tune "Bear Fight" is that ball soaring ten feet over the uprights to bring the victory.

I have had at least a dozen 4:45 minute pillow fights with my son to the song "Bear Fight" since I first heard it. And these are no slumber party, girls-night-out pillow fights (which is how I like to think most pillow fights unfold): this is a full-on, teeth-clenched, double-fisted-pillows surrounded-by-living-room-furniture-that-could-potentially-cause-real-damage battle royale.  And as a father, it's not my job to teach my son to show mercy. We are, as DETRAKTOR tells us, apex predators, damn it, which is why I will hit my son across his beautiful nine-year old head with all the upper-body force of a full-grown black bear.  At which point he screams "PAUSE!", and I have to hold back a laugh because all I hear is "PAWS!"  Three minutes into the song and the band falls into a hypnotic SOULFLY-like groove, and my son and I are circling each other, ready to enter the final stages of the eternal father-son struggle and- OH MY GOD ARE THOSE BEAR NOISES?  Yes, they are, son.  Yes, they are.  The boys in DETRAKTOR have a recording of the growls of fighting bears lingering over the top of the outro riff and it's the greatest thing you will ever hear in 2022.  At the very least, it's the best song you'll EVER hear about bears fighting, that much is guaranteed.

Alas, after every good pillow fight- or bear fight, I would imagine- comes the inevitable post-match comedown.  It's the time out to freeze the kicker.  It's the end of the TSA line as an officer asks, 'Is this your bag, sir?'.  It's the state trooper wiping his mouth on his sleeve as he turns back on his body cam.  It's DETRAKTOR trying to figure out what to do after writing two of the best metal songs of 2022.  There are moments of predatorial brilliance on the rest of the album.  Raphael "Chewie" Dobbs's  solo on "Behave" is exciting and melodic and well-mixed: it bares its teeth as well as the horrifying canines that explode off the album cover. "Perro'' is another song that revisits the world of apex predators, where Boris "Sunday" Pavlov repetitively screams "PERRO PERRO PERRO!," like a 1990s BIOHAZARD if they sang about dogs instead of hating people.  The seventh song on the album is called "Seven" and- get this- it's seven minutes long, which gives me enough time to ponder if my son is getting too much screen time or should I just sucker punch him with a throw pillow and replay "Full Body Stomp" for the umpteenth time.  At least that would get him off the damn iPad.

The final song "Filth Me Up" pretty much sums up the potential of this album.  It's a groove-oriented banger with some great, deliberately nasty lead playing that harkens back to classic CORROSION OF CONFORMITY or what I imagine MASTODON sounds like in the practice room when they're getting their levels right.  It's an apt end to an album that in some ways is ridiculously fun. While not perfect, there are moments on DETRAKTOR's second full-length album that hint that this band maybe be vying for that top spot on the food chain for years to come. Be it a gorilla, bear, perro, or a nine-year old with a cushion, DETRAKTOR's "Full Body Stomp" will bring out the apex predator in all of us.