"Great White Death" remains Whitehouse's masterpiece. After almost ten records filled with hisses, whistles and screams, the sound turns into menacing and creepy electronics, not very noisy but much more disturbing. Bennet's vocals reach their best in hymns like "You Don't Have To Say Please" and "I'm Coming Up Your Ass", evil, vile, violent and sick. Somehow I think the second period of Whitehouse's activity never was as brilliant as the first, and that still today they keep living on the fame and perfection of this LP.