Born to Burn – Welcome To Reality

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Savaging the ills of the world we live in as well as the senses, French antagonists Born to Burn have just released their debut album, an encounter which challenges and impresses in equal measure. Welcome To Reality is eleven raging trespasses born from a fusion of 90’s hardcore and various metal bred influences. It is also a persistence of aggression and animosity bound in a sound which weaves familiar textures into the band’s imaginative invention in an encounter which only and increasingly grabs attention and an eager appetite for its ferocious presence.

Formed in 2013, the Tours hailing quintet release their first demo the following year, which with their intensive live shows soon placed Born To Burn as one of the vital ingredients in the local metal/hardcore scene. Linking up with Dooweet Agency earlier this year for its release, the band have just unleashed Welcome To Reality to further their presence and reputation across their homeland and into wider shores. Such the raw power and creative tenacity of the album alone, it is hard to see the band failing to ignite wider and keener interest in a sound which rampages through ears while despoiling and exciting the senses with extreme bearish irritability.

The album opens up with Welcome and waves of warning sirens, their portentous calls sending clues to the threat to follow. All the time building in intensity and drama, the track eventually breaks into a predacious prowl with its instrumental intrigue and danger leading the listener into the waiting trap of Who Are You. Initially the song carries on with the restrained but imposing nature of its predecessor but eventually uncages its muscular venomous intent while still continuing to stalk the senses and imagination. With open distrust and ire in the imposing presence of the great vocal growl, a character matched by riff and rhythm, the track invades and persuades with an easy to embrace potency; winding sonic enterprise and toxic grooves a delicious topping.

btb-wtr-front_RingMasterReviewHammer quickly takes over and soon reveals a bolder tempestuousness and urgency in its attack as thrash scented riffs collude with rhythmic spite whilst vocal and lyrical causticity bears down on thoughts. As bullish and adversarial as it is, there is a swing to its gait and catchiness to its design which makes the punishment so easy to devour whilst revealing more of the swiftly showing invention in the Born To Burn songwriting and imagination.

Its inescapable qualities are matched by those of the blunt force trauma that is Seven, a track punching and jabbing its way with raw brutality but exposing subsequent wounds to another array of invasive but captivating twists and turns. The guitars spin a web of melodic and sonic adventure throughout, never diminishing the force of the attack but giving it additional striking appeal before Finish Him offers its own predatory sonic conflict with a rhythmic violation of scything beats and bestial bass which almost single handed ensures a greedy appetite. With threat loaded vocals and biting riffs bound in the inventive tartness of the guitars adding to the rancor, the track is irresistible as too successor The Shield which from its opening darkly alluring bassline just increases the enslaving enticement layer by imaginative layer.

Through the acrimoniously infectious storm of Pigs, with its more classic heavy metal spicing, and the rapacious tapestry of Warm Up, the album only tightens its grip on ears and appetite. The second of the two is an unpredictable and eventful fusion of punk and alternative metal wound in fiery grooves and dirt encrusted vocal harmonies. It is constantly evolving and exploring dark shadows and boisterous ideation before Dark Walk and its shamanic quarrel envelops the senses to relentlessly bewitch and bruise. All the time though it’s hardcore heart is blossoming, subsequently taken control and driving the still relentlessly contagious tempest.

Welcome To Reality is concluded by firstly Loud, another creative predator at ease prowling or savaging the listener and lastly Mars which entangles ears in blissfully corrosive grooves from its opening breath and only proceeds to turn that pleasure more lustful with every passing adventurous incursion.

The way the album is set up, with each subsequent song it becomes bolder and more inventive, in turn unique with the potential of greater things to come just as open. Born to Burn has something different about them which is already marking them out as a very promising proposition but once further realised there could be no stopping them becoming a major violation and treat on the senses.

Welcome To Reality is out now across most online stores.

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Pete RingMaster 23/11/2016

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Moth’s Circle Flight – My Entropy

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They may have a name which intrigues and lures a look, but it is their sound which ensures Moth’s Circle Flight really grabs attention, especially upon latest album My Entropy. Merging fiery groove metal with the hellacious predation of various extreme metal flavours, the Italian metallers show themselves a formidable and aggressively magnetic proposal. Their music is a rousing incitement which warrants attention and now with My Entropy to the fore, it demands it.

Hailing from Parma, Moth’s Circle Flight began in 2003 though it is probably fair to say that the band hit its stride and now firmly established potency when the line-up of vocalists Gabriele “Gabbo” Rosi and Simone “Pancio” Panciroli, rhythm guitarist Francesco “Baldo” Baldi, and lead guitarist Luca “Pellach” Alzapiedi linked up with bassist “Giupy” and drummer “Simo” around 2012. Since forming though, the band has certainly been a potent live proposition and have played with the likes of Sepultura, Extrema, Exilia, and Goddass over time while releasing an early EP before their well-received debut album Born to Burn in 2009. Recently with bassist Marco “Satir” Reggiani and drummer Fabio “Bersa” Bersani making up the rhythm section, Moth’s Circle Flight released My Entropy, a ravenous assault which sees the band hit a new plateau which could and should put the band on the global metal map.

It erupts into life with Man On The Peak, a distant sonic wind bringing the track towards ears as antagonistic vocals roar. Upon arrival it uncages a host of ear entwining grooves which alone ignite the appetite such their irresistible bait backed by thumping rhythms and the already impressing and enjoyable dual vocal assault. The song relaxes a little as it slips into its accomplished stride, jabbing and confronting the senses with an array of spiky twists and subsequently barbarous turns.   It is a fiercely rousing start to the album, like a seductive fury built on the animosity of Sepultura, the ire of DevilDriver, and the swing of Five Finger Death Punch.

Art_RingMasterReviewThings only get more compelling and furious with the following Ends Of A Shadow, its initial riffs a thickly alluring bait of invasive resonance. Swiftly southern hues seep from the track’s rabid pores too, a Pantera/Down like flavouring spicing up an already greedy appetite for the encounter. The great mix of vocal delivery from Gabbo and Pancio is a magnetic pull on its own; their tones embracing every shade of clean, guttural, and psychotic even occasionally encroaching on a Burton C. Bell toning. There is a touch of Fear Factory to the music at times too within, with both guitarists weaving a masterful challenge and seduction, a more melodic/nu metal-esque hue.

Raise Your Head rouses ears and emotions next; its body a bruising turbulence of craft and sonic dispute bound in melodic tempting. Again the pair of vocalists capture the imagination, backed as resourcefully in voice by the band and their musical web of unpredictability and multi-flavoured invention. The track is another simply whipping up more greed for the band’s proposal and quickly matched in success by the outstanding Late Promises and its tide of carnivorous riffs and rhythms. Bass groans and sonic whines accentuate the fiery character and intent of the song, though again, it all comes perfectly tempered by melodic and harmonic vocal imagination as well as some great off-kilter twists and turns.

The embrace of melody and clean vocal charm opening up An Old Chant takes mere seconds to seduce and impress before its brutality and creative trespass is unleashed to harry and prey upon the senses. As its predecessor, the track is glorious, a busily resourceful and adventurous invasion built on the keenest grooves and sonic scythes aligned to another great drama of voice and sound. It is a web of persuasion soon emulated in its individual way by Write My Name. The song is almost carnal in its inventive assault and irresistible, though it does lose its potency just a touch when it slips into more melodic passages throughout its otherwise gripping prowl. Managing to weave in some hardcore, blues, and glam metal too, the track still feeds a by now seriously hungry want for more, a need equally satisfied by both With Love, With Flames and Bursting Into Existence. The first of the pair is a relentless fusion of diverse flavours and styles, all honed into a bullish involvement and enslavement of ears and emotions whilst its successor is another instinctive predator. Its thrash and death metal scented infestation of ears is inescapable slavery whilst the net of melodic and sonic mystique which colours the songs’ scenery at times, is the inviting lead to some more richly satisfying vocal and guitar crafted enterprise.

My Entropy closes as powerfully and dynamically as it began; Madball making the first voracious assault to whip up spirit and energies, with plenty of that already established unpredictable imagination involved, before Ray Of Ira brings things to a volcanic fusion of nu, alternative, and death metal with the band’s instinctive groove sculpted emprise of sound.

Though there is plenty about My Entropy which is somewhat familiar, everything is either boldly fresh or twisted into an adventure distinct to Moth’s Circle Flight; a band as suggested earlier, worthy of the closest attention.

My Entropy is out now via Logic(il)Logic Records via most online stores.

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Pete RingMaster 04/05/2016

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