TIME HAS COME exists since four years by now. But in these four years and probably also the upcoming 400 years there won’t be an apposite kind of music style that describes the sound of the guys from Hamburg/Germany by just one word. And to cause more confusion: Hardcore, Techmetal, Mathcore or whatever must be added to the mentioned styles, because all of them can be heard on their first full-length after releasing a split and an EP. And this is exactly that what turns White Fuzz into all other than a catchy album. But let me, in defiance of complexity, tell you the most distinctive trademarks offered by White Fuzz. Vocalist Disco-Stu (Simpsons rules!) does his name justice live at most, banned on record he launches the full Hardcore-squaller-attack. As wicked it sounds when he expands close to Seth Putnam spheres when screaming his lyrics, as much it drives me up the wall by and by when he whimpers or moans syllables or/and words in clean style like a casted TV-superstar whistle buoy does. The steady moaning to open out in scream-ecstasies just bothers in the length of time. The sound is as constant as the vocals are, even all other than that. It doesn’t wonder in view of the multiplicity of elements TIME HAS COME amalgamates that the tracks maturate to complex, sometimes cumbersome monster which don’t match with tempo or straightness. For example: a stomping beat meets Atari or C64 tunes of the 80’s to end up in Noise or the changes in speed or burgeoning melody catapults one out of a circle pit mood. Well, time to stagger or to get a cold beer at the next bar. The prevailing mood White Fuzz conveys by this is constant: weird, aggressive, agonizing with easy limbering-up exercises in harmony. This is quite interesting, but also arduous to listen for my ears. One has to be fan of this definitely.