Girlfriends, I was sitting on my diamond-encrusted toilet the other day thinking that yaÁ¢€â„¢ll probably had no idea what kind of music to buy. Judging by your willingness to accept my book choices as gospel, I realize the power I wield and the idea of sending a couple million sheep tumbling off the nearest cliff does tickle me, child, but I digress.

So, without further a-do-do-do-de-da-da-da, here is this weekÁ¢€â„¢s pre-cease-and-desist-order OprahÁ¢€â„¢s Rock Club pick:

Bolt Thrower, Those Once Loyal (2005)

This one has been out awhile, but, hey, IÁ¢€â„¢m Oprah. I get there when I get there. These lovable boys from Birmingham (England, not Alabama) deliver the goods on their ninth (and final?) long player, which sees the return of original vocalist Karl Willetts.

Like a dependable dog with a mean case of rabies, Bolt Thrower not only fetch the paper, but tear the sumbitch to shreds and lay the saliva-drenched pulp at your feet while unleashing pure skull-fucking fury on standout tracks Á¢€Å“At First LightÁ¢€ and Á¢€Å“Those Once LoyalÁ¢€.

I personally thought they had done it all and said it all on Who Dares Wins from Á¢€â„¢94, but Oprah stands corrected.

Those Once Loyal is a four-on-the-floor, Marshall-stack-powered full frontal assault on the senses that will leave your favorite VictoriaÁ¢€â„¢s Secret thong in a crumpled heap and smelling of motor oil on the floor of your Ford Freestar (right next to a Starbucks cup that seems to have been MacGyver’ed into a makeshift Á¢€¦oh, nevermind, childÁ¢€¦OprahÁ¢€â„¢s already said too much).

Now, drop the kids off at soccer practice already and haul ass over to Borders and special order this one from the cute guy with the nose ring that works on the second floor. Like you needed an excuse, Honey.