Brutal. Sick. Stench. Total sleaze. That, my friend, is but a sampling of the euphemisms conjured up and disgorged to describe this, Malefaction's most complete and utter sonic abomination to date. Where there is Power, There is Always Resistance is their second volley of grape-shot on G7 Welcoming Committee Records and is another over-the-top cyclone of grinding, blasting, politically-disobedient disgust that will have all you little pink-bellied bangers running for the nearest thing that even remotely resembles your mommy.