Yes sirs and ma’ams, this here is the shit. Chunky, angular, frantic post-punk on a razor’s edge – Anwar Sadat perfectly encapsulates the time and place where art rock, experimentalism, and punk rock ferocity coexisted in sonic harmony, ready for round two.  No chilling, no smiling, no wankery – just unbridled, unencumbered, uncompromising aural destruction. That’s what we need more of right now!  – Kenny Bloggins