A quartet of old-school Cleveland headbangers, Aftershok sounds on its sophomore effort as if it were forged from the fires of U.S. Steel. Burly singer Vic Hix, who's the size of an offensive tackle, has a voice as big as his waistline. His soaring upper register is balanced by a rhythm section that trudges and rumbles like a heavy-metal hippopotamus. "Pedal to the metal/Hear my engine's scream," he bellows on "Livin' on the Redline." "Tearing down the highway/I'm a rock-and-roll machine!" The odometer has been turned over several times on said machine, but this veteran bunch still has some gas left in the tank.