versatility and sheer energy to make comparisons superfluous. Rust in Peace, the band's first album in three years, carries Megadeth's individuality into a broader, more open musical arena where nobody can touch them.

Frequent changes of second guitarists and drummers, and the presence of a berserker like Mustaine at the wheel, have sometimes placed Megadeth's stability in question. But the long-awaited Rust in Peace maintains a certain continuity in sound and attitude with the group's first records while demonstrating how much further the concept – nasty speed thrash with an almost jazzlike intricacy and drive – can go.

It's difficult to isolate new guitarist Marty Friedman's individual contributions within the helter-skelter of pummeling riffs and pyrotechnic leads, but the strong contributions of new drummer Nick Menza are readily apparent. Earlier Megadeth drummers tended to rumble down below like John Bonham on amphetamines, powering the music but cluttering it too. Menza, son of famed jazz saxophonist Don Menza, has the requisite power but also displays a sense of restraint, a mature use of space and texture that lifts the crunching guitar riffs right off the ground, making the entire band swing like mad. And bassist Dave Ellefson hasn't wasted those years off the road; his playing is spectacular and innovative throughout. This is one thrashmetal band that jazzbos can get into, provided the snarl of Mustaine's lead vocals and the sustained level of anger and intensity don't send them running for the door.

Thematically, Mustaine takes on war fever ("Take No Prisoners"), the greenhouse effect and looming ecological disaster ("Dawn Patrol"), organized crime's stranglehold on American society ("Holy Wars ... The Punishment Due") and struggles with substance abuse ("Poison Was the Cure," "Lucretia," "Tornado of Souls"), all with the intensity of a dude who's been close enough to death to shake its clammy hand. The arrangements, using multiple meters, multipart song structures, lightning-quick shifts in density, tempo and accenting, a variety of guitar overtones and sonics and occasional respites from the slamming, full-speed-ahead fervor, are consistently riveting. Many speed-metal bands are formulaic and boring; nobody can level those charges against Megadeth now that Rust in Peace has hit the street. (RS 591)

ROBERT PALMER