Left For Red – Human Complex

Approaching their ten year anniversary on the UK metal scene, Left For Red are poised to uncage their new album, Human Complex. Offering ten voraciously toned, imaginatively woven tracks, it is a record which highlights all the reasons why the Midlanders have earned their strong reputation and support to date and many more why the next decade could be even more exciting for them and definitely for us.

Since emerging in 2009, the Stourbridge quintet has lured acclaim for early releases which only grew eagerly richer for their 2015 unleashed debut album, All Things Known and Buried. It is success echoed in a live presence which has equally brought thick praise and an increased following, the band sharing stages with the likes of Chimaira, Crowbar, Beholder, and Breed 77 amongst many more as well as make highly successful appearances at numerous festivals such as Bloodstock, Hammerfest, and Mammothfest. It is now very easy to expect and assume that Human Complex will bring even greater attention such its potent character, bold sound, and rousing snarl.

Recorded with Tom Gittins of Monochrome Productions, Human Complex explores the human psyche, focusing on “why people can be so arrogant and careless with their actions, and the effects they have on themselves and others.” It opens up with Dancing With Misery, a suggestive crawl of provocative sound and dark intimation. It is a shadow draped serenade, a caliginous enveloping of ears and imagination with the potent tones of vocalist LC Decoy bringing a physical head to its atmospheric Deftones hued pea-souper of a haze.

It is a start which had attention and thought deeply enthralled, the body soon as tightly engaged as Switchblade Romance followed. With its initial wiry groove enough alone to entice further eager scrutiny, the guitars of Aaron Foy and Philip Smith entangled and enthralled with ease, the senses lashing swings of drummer Rob Hadley pining down an already keen appetite as the track rises to its striking feet. Like a blend of Fear Factory and Fuckshovel, the song quickly burrowed into the psyche, providing a lingering creative toxicity ensuring many swift returns even in the face of the inescapable lures of its successor Slaves To Causality. Less grievous in its breath but just as virulent in its grooving, the third track soon placed a firm hold on attentiveness, the tantalising voice and touch of Daniel Carter’s brooding but infectious bass to the fore. Again LC enticed as inescapably as the resourceful sounds around him, the track maybe not as unique as the previous pair but equally as magnetic.

The outstanding Leech is next up and instantly throws a web of rapacious grooves and contagious rhythms around ears, its contagion invigorating and body increasingly adventurous to give The Circus which follows, a ready-made platform to tempt with its classic metal lined, groove metal fuelled show. With a potent alternative metal swing as eagerly involved in its ever evolving roar, the track stands side by side with its predecessor as one of the peaks of Human Complex before Hand Of God more than ably backs them up with its own sinuous, emotionally torturous uproar. Serpentine in nature, fractious in breath, it too is a multi-flavoured metal trespass with grooves as melodically alluring as its rhythms and irritability are invasive.

The Storm brews next, its relatively calm flesh and emotive air carrying a volatility which never ignites but brings a riveting threat and discord to the track’s captivating croon while Journey Within straight after had the body bouncing and spirit swinging through its instinctively and manipulatively catchy ingredients and enterprise. Again the band’s smart fusion of flavours to a groove metal seeded breeding makes for a greedily devoured proposition, one even more hungrily devoured within the just as individual Tame The Tides. The track is a ravening predator of a song but carrying just as delicious melodic enterprise as numerous textures unite to match the mix of metal spices; both tracks further major highlights within the album.

Human Complex closes with the evocative balladry of Sunrise Bring Serenity, a strongly engaging temptation which blossoms and fascinates with each passing moment of time and imagination. With hope and optimism lining it’s still tempestuously suggestive climate, the track brings the album to a fine conclusion.

As much as we enjoyed and were impressed with previous releases and especially the band’s first album, Left For Red has cast their finest moment yet through Human Complex, a release which could and should set the band down in the biggest spotlights.

Human Complex is released April 6th

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The Castor Troys – Legends Never Die

We all come across propositions sparking a passion which is just meant to be whether in life, love, or regard to Legends Never Die, music. The new release from Canadian rockers The Castor Troys, everything about the EP caught our instincts and wants in a slab of rock ‘n’ roll whilst providing one of the most fiercely enjoyable encounters this year.

Hailing from Hamilton, The Castor Troys was formed in 2013, taking their name from the Nick Cage character in Jon Woo’s movie, Face/Off. Embracing inspirations from the likes of Headstones, Social Distortion, Motörhead, The Offspring, and Iron Maiden, the quartet forge their rousing sound from a tenacious mix of hard rock and punk with plenty of other strong hues involved around stories of “war heroes, bank robbers and clandestine lovers”. It is a recipe which drew potent praise upon the band’s debut album, Come Hell or High Water in 2015 and will surely lead to even greater attention and acclaim for Legends Never Die.

With shows with the likes of The Planet Smashers, Scarlett, and Silverstein under their belts and having just shared stages with Headstones and Black Collar Union in the lead up to the EP’s release, The Castor Troys get straight down to business from the first breath of the Andre Kaden Black produced EP.

Blackout Love makes the break from speakers first, hungry riffs and swinging rhythms instantly descending on the senses in an inviting trespass. Vocalist Aaron Walsh soon leaps into the mix, his powerful and magnetic tones as compelling as the sounds roaring around him. Straightaway our appetites were hooked, the steely groove of Matthew Bowker’s bass alone irresistible but with the wiry tendrils springing from the guitar of Chris Ledroit and Bryson Emmons’ swinging beats everything about the punk ‘n’ roll holler hit the spot.

The backing vocals across the band alongside Walsh also consistently make for a thick galvanic incitement and are in full force within the following We Are One, the band’s new single. From the first note they are careering through ears pulling the tracks’ devious hooks and eager exploits along with zeal and in no time, its call to arms character and chant fuelled persuasion, with a whiff of Grumpynators adding to its compelling cry and creative thunder, takes command leading body and emotions to get boisterously involved; that always a sign of prime rib rock ‘n’ roll.

The country rock lined Watch the City Burn is next, its sultry grooves and infectious chorus enough to hook the appetite. There is certainly something familiar to the song though nothing which can be exactly defined but, without hitting the heights of its companions, it leaves ears and satisfaction full to the brim with goodness before the EP’s title track uncages its punk rock rapacity. Though it reminds of UK punk metallers Fuckshovel a touch, the track epitomises the individuality of The Castor Troys sound and its insatiable anthemic howl.

Wreck of The Bastard boasts its claim for best track honours next, its melodic vines carrying something of Skids to them whilst riffs and rhythms nag and harass with a punk infused hunger. Even so their organic irritability is perfectly tempered by the hard rock breeding of the track, the song emerging as another slice of unpredictable but easily accessible rock ‘n’ roll scorched in The Castor Troys individuality.

The release concludes with a great cover of the Tom Petty track, Runnin’ Down A Dream. Certainly the song does not quite live up to the heights of those before it, but with a bouncing body and well-worn vocal chords in its wake gets the job done with a firm enterprising hand.

It is a great and again inescapably rousing moment in a release which The Castor Troys deserve all the attention and praise they get for and with Legends Never Die that should be plenty.

Legends Never Die is out now; available @ https://thecastortroys.bandcamp.com/

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Rosen – Self Titled

With a sound bound to draw comparisons to the likes of Korn and Limp Bizkit but quickly revealing its own individual drama and character, UK outfit Rosen are poised to release their self-titled debut EP. Offering six slices of the London band’s fusion of hip-hop, punk, and nu metal, the encounter is an attention grabbing proposal sparking ears with its enterprise and the imagination with its politically triggered lyrics.

Emerging last year, the quintet takes inspiration from bands such as Hacktivist, Rage Against The Machine and the previously mentioned pair of artists. The release of the first single High Tech Low Life and successor Riot triggered acclaim and support from fans and media alike, nurturing anticipation for something larger which the EP boisterously rewards.

It opens up with Sticks & Stones, the song rising up through the theatre of piano intimation with Frhetoric jabbing vocals leading jousting riffs and teasing rhythms. The guitar of Matt Ress becomes more irritable as a chorus forms, the track swiftly settling back down to repeat its creative cycle. Cole Sław’s keys continue to lure and suggest as the punchy touch of Frisco beats impose; a mix of the familiar and boldly fresh courting the appetite like a mix of The Kennedy Soundtrack and Papa Roach tinted by an industrial/darkwave hue something akin to Pink Turns Blue.

High Tech Low Life follows and almost immediately flirts with wiry grooves and a controlled but salacious swing encouraged by the throbbing bass of Kam Ikaze. As with its predecessor, there is an inherent contagiousness to the song, one elevated in its chorus around equally captivating vocals but just as manipulative throughout as the song strolls through ears. From beginning to end, the track is superb, enticing body and vocal chords as well as thoughts in an instant before Pushing Raw simmers and bubbles into view. Rap and synth rock entangle as the track quickly got under the skin, a rich Tech N9ne spicing adding to its organic magnetism and adventurous enterprise.

It proved so hard to choose a favourite track within the EP, the first trio all firmly lingering in thoughts and pleasure as too next up Hallelujah. The likes of Clawfinger, Fuckshovel, and B Movie all came to mind as the song calmly and effortlessly infested ears and imagination. Again lyrics and their delivery left as potent an imprint as the sounds around them, a rich trait echoed in Reverie straight after. Probably the song did not stir the passions as boisterously as its companions yet its atmospheric tone and melodic web only enhanced and enriched the already impressing release.

Riot brings things to a close, its electro punk scented entrance soon a blend of antagonism and seduction, again Clawfinger reminded of as well as very early Ministry though as for all songs, it’s individually is overriding. More volatile by the chord and vocal dexterity, the track is a web of temptation which never really unleashes its animosity but certainly snarls as it arouses.

Very good things have been said about Rosen and the EP has all the evidence as to why. Simultaneously it attacks and scythes through injustices and society’s waywardness while inflaming the senses with its insistently compelling, at times enjoyably tempestuous sound. The beginnings of great things for them and us we suggest.

The Rosen EP is released July 27th.

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Manilow – Cease and Desist EP

 

 

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With the aggressive contagion of Fuckshovel, the sonic seduction of PiL, and the raw energy and antagonism of UK Subs, UK punks Manilow make a striking and irresistible entrance with debut EP Cease and Desist. Consisting of four varied and ridiculously compelling songs, the release is a spark lying in wait to ignite the passions of all punks past and presence, as well as the start of a potent and greedily devoured presence for the band.

Tagged as post punk but as much punk, alternative, and noise rock as that equally rich spice, Manilow springs from South London and has seemingly already brewed up a strong buzz around themselves in the year since forming. Now making a fuller and wider announcement of their presence, sound, and intent, the trio of vocalist/guitarist Dean Moston, drummer Gary Cardno, and bassist Paul Chamberlain stir up a nostalgic and distinctly fresh and antagonistic storm with the excellent Cease and Desist EP. Co-produced by Part Chimp’s Tim Cedar and mastered by former Quireboy Guy Bailey, the EP twists and stomps with a creative relish and down to earth attitude which seizes the imagination whilst inflaming old school ears and fresh adrenaline fuelled bodies.

Cease and Desist opens with Missing, an instantly caustic blaze with bluesy riffs and grooves flirting with throaty bass bait and heavily jabbing beats. Unpolished and excitingly abrasive, the track strides with a seventies breath recalling the likes of Angelic Upstarts and Ruts, and a garage punk scuzziness with whispers of the Stooges. It is an instantly and increasingly addictive encounter, easy to add limbs and voice to whilst it roars and provokes.Cease and Desist CD Cover

The following Law Here ventures into the post punk side of the band. From a potent and firmly coaxing cold bassline, guitars respectfully flare up and drizzle psych kissed sonic designs over ears and thoughts. That PiL reference is a strong whiff here with the breeze of keys provided by Chamberlain tempering and seducing that appealing scent. Perpetually colourful in its elegant and reserved but caustically toned flight, the song swirls and growls like something related to early The Horrors and The Damned whilst transfixing ears with constant resourcefulness and magnetism.

Things kick up another gear with the final pair of tracks. Firstly there is the brawling tenacity and charm of Control Issue. From its first second, riffs snarl and badger the senses whilst the beats of Cardno rap with fresh menace. Fuelled by the aggressive tones of Moston, the song seems to grow in attitude and contempt but invites further listener participation with its terrace like bred chorus and sonic invention. It is a rip-roaring treat of a provocation matched by the closing might of Vitamins. A resonating throb of bass announces its intimidating appearance, a predatory lure swiftly wrapped in a sonic acidity from Moston’s guitar. From within the impending assault a rhythmic hypnotism emerges, Cardno soon gripping feet and hunger with a Wire like temptation. It is not too long either before compelling and contagious hooks leap at ears and passions, their simple but irrepressible enticement the lead into a vocally raw chorus. With spicy blues hues brought through the melodic and scorching endeavour of the guitar to flirt with the uncompromising hook driven spine of the song, the closer is a riveting and blissfully satisfying end to an excellent debut.

Punk in all its shades and corners is going through a thrilling adventure right now, especially in the UK, and adding another fresh and delicious string to its bow is Manilow.

The Cease and Desist EP is available from October 10th @ http://manilow.bandcamp.com

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RingMaster 10/10/2014

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Anti Clone – Hands Sewn Together

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If you thought nu-metal was a redundant flavour then hold on to your floral panties boys and girls because it is not only alive and viciously kicking but it has been twisted into a whole new glorious personality by UK geniuses Anti Clone. Genius is just what the Lincolnshire quintet is for not only has the band reaped the most flavoursome and essential essences of the genre and fused them with a healthy dose of varied other spices, they have bred those inspirations and accompanying familiarities into a fresh and new dawning. It is not the forging of a brand new ground-breaking exploit but without doubt the beginnings of a template destined to spark a fire in others.

Formed in 2011, the Boston band like so many went through a tempestuous time line-up wise before the two sets of brothers in Peter (lead vocals) and Drew Moore (drums/ programming) alongside Conor (guitar) and Liam Richardson (guitar) alongside Fraser Burch (bass) came together. The band from there were soon earning a powerful reputation for their live performances and sound locally which was emulated as Anti Clone spread their musical fury across the UK starting with a tour alongside Eridium last year. Since then the band has graced stages with the likes of American Head Charge, Sworn Amongst, ESO, Maplerun, Evil Scarecrow, and Bloodshot Dawn. Following the success of debut single 1984, the band’s Matt Hyde (Machine Head, Trivium, Fightstar, As I Lay Dying and Slipknot) produced Hands Sewn Together gets its national release and it is hard to see the British metal scene being the same ever again.

It only takes the first few moments of opener Take This Pill to turn attention and imagination on their heads and lay down bait which sets the seeds to a lingering ardour soaked reaction. Coarsely surfaced riffs size up ears first; their CDHSTSACtouch a rough rub before scythes of sonic enticement sears the senses through the guitars. With controlled yet punchy rhythms punctuating the initial lure to equally appealing success, Peter unveils his outstanding vocal expression, his deliver subsequently shown to be as inventive and varied as the sounds around him. The track continues to twist and flirt with the imagination and passions, elements of Korn making strong hints though maybe more so the song plays like a mix of Mudvayne and Fuckshovel with a rich dose of Drowning Pool incitement. That too is only a spice as Anti Clone proceeds to sculpt an antagonistic seduction which oozes originality and mouth-watering invention.

The simply outstanding start alone would be enough to wax lyrical about the promise of the band, but that potential is shown to be far more than just a future possibility by the following Here Comes The Flood. As different in character as it is similar in its creative alchemy, the second song completes the persuasion that release and band is something special. Charging from the blocks like Usain Bolt caught short, muscles and attitude bulging with every beat and note, the track is a carnivorous tempest of sinew driven temptation coursing with a (Hed) PE like anger and contagion. It is a riveting swipe at the senses which only intensifies its might and coaxing with an insatiable torrent of rhythms from Drew which in turn inspires guitars, bass, and vocals to collide in a breath-taking brawl of ingenuity. To be quite honest if there has been a better track unleashed this year it will have been something really sensational.

The furious drama of the track is equalled by that of 1984 though it comes as a more reserved proposition. The slow courting of vocals and drums stabs skirted by the excellent dark throat of the bass is another irresistible lure from the band. Behind it a seeping breath of portentous atmosphere is released but it is also a slow brew which hints and taunts before the guitars begin to stretch their presence and narrative with melodic enticing amidst a similar rising of passionate energy vocally. Eventually taking big strides rhythmically with potent hues of guitar enterprise on board, the song swells with an American Head Charge seeded adventure before repeating its magnetic sequence but with a fuller weight and evocative dexterity. Glorious in its harmonious reflection and raw in its impassioned protest, the track is a masterful.

The following System, which also features John Knight of Synaptik, makes a more controlled entrance like its predecessor but this time within an openly voracious frame of sound and intent. There is an intimidation to the track from its first breath though which ignites a sudden twist as the song escapes its compelling rein to surge with inventive nostril flaring into a riveting stomp of crusading rhythms and sonic tenacity. As all tracks it is also as unpredictable as they come, playing like an aural jigsaw which is unafraid to let its moves make rude and clunky interruptions to enhance further an already thrilling beast.

The EP ends with its most hostile offering, vocals and grooves from the first syllable and note a raw abrasion which develops its own infection soaked enticing. The Usurper is a brute of an encounter, a hostile and uncompromising protagonist which deceptively loads up with hooks and squealing grooves to seduce as it gnaws on the senses. Again it is another facet to the sound and presence of Anti Clone, no two songs on the EP sharing a whisper of ideation and undeniably none as ferocious and unrelentingly invasive as the closer.

Hands Sewn Together is pure joy, an encounter which leaves the majority of releases this year standing in its shadow whilst as declared earlier making for a standard setting proposition. Even though Anti Clone has only just started redesigning and warping British metal, it is impossible not to get truly excited about the band.

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10/10

RingMaster 25/08/2014

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Reverted – Sputter the Worms

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Though you come out of it feeling there is plenty left for its creators to discover and find to develop a wholly unique voice, it is hard not to be impressed and eagerly captivated by Sputter the Worms the debut album from UK band Reverted. With the release of the band’s new single Die My Saint, taken from the album, a look at the full-length seemed in order. Consisting of thirteen tracks which roar at ears with a ferocious multi-flavoured brew of sound and aggression, the release is a fiery brawl merging thrash, hard rock, and varied essences of metal. The album rampages with imagination and voracity, crawling rigorously over the senses and passions with raw adventure. There is much within it which is arguably familiar but plenty which is vigorously individual as the album riots with thrilling effect.

Reverted began in 2010 and it is fair to say they have made a more than attention grabbing impression. They have backed up the promise showed by live performances with Sputter the Worms, a release which pulls feet and emotions into active submission early on and refuses to let them relax until it has finished its creative charge. The title track thrusts its muscular weight and body through ears first, though its entrance is relatively reserved with thick riffs and pumped beats making a less than forceful coaxing. It is a magnetic start all the same which increases its bait with a great whining acidic flame of guitar which triggers a hungry rampancy in the gait of the track. The bass of Luis L Valle and guitar of Daniel Ruiz stomp with a prowling menace and rasping riffery respectively with the song in full stride whilst the drums of Ozzy Preciado thump with intimidating skill. It is a richly engaging proposition completed by the excellent vocal tones of Tony Vega, his gruff but clean tones ably backed by those of Preciado. Like a mix of Metallica and Fuckshovel, thrash and punk pleasing additives to the heavyweight rocking going on, the song is a masterful opening persuasion.

The potent start is soon backed up by the similarly impressive Magledonia (Harvest of Sin), another brew brought on a thrash bred Sputter The Worms Artworkappetite. The track swaggers and ripples with antagonistic confidence and sonic bait, guitars and drums enslaving attention so the bass can stalk the senses as vocals sprawl with their menacing narrative. With a vein of classic and hard rock virulence to its encounter, the song romps with a straightforward but appetite sparking success before making way for Don´t Try to Steal Me from the Inside. Valle instantly steals early control of thoughts and song with his throaty lines before the rhythms of Preciado explode in highly agitated invention and the track crowds the ears with a predatory intensity. Groove and thrash metal collide perfectly within the song but also scorching flames of melodic and alternative rock add their spice to the exciting mix, with the vocals as the sound unafraid to vary and play with their delivery.

Both the outstanding Dispose of Heartaches and the new single Die My Saint ignite imagination and pleasure further, the first bursting with a devilish intent forging punk and thrash into a psyche rock and nu-metal mesh. The track exhausts and exhilarates the passions, stealing early best song honours though it is soon rivalled by its successor, an urgent aggressor with absorbing twists of sonic endeavour amidst another richly packed flavoursome design. Psyche and nu-metal colours the sinew driven encounter whilst the rhythmic frame is an unrelenting insistence with anthemic persuasion. The pair provides the first major pinnacle of the album, probably the highest peak though plenty of tracks like the following Pulse stand tall alongside their might. A growl erupts in the vocals and sound of the song, intensity driving forward with bestial rabidity to match the barbarous rhythms and the ever predacious bass provocation. There is a grunge flame to the cleaner stretches of the song though proving again the diverse ground and textures the band explores across the album. Admittedly there are familiar sounds at work too, that Metallica feel never far away, but Reverted mix and come up with an overall sound which holds its own in freshness.

The acidic entrance of Tolerance makes a dramatic lure before a mix of progressive rock and groove metal merges to enthral thoughts, the track littering its pleasing bulk with punchy energy, rising crescendos, and abrasive expulsions. It is another potent enticement which as its predecessors welcomingly lingers. It also in many ways closes the most immediate part of the album with the following Stained Soul andonwards, the album places its most adventurous and involved songs though it certainly does not relinquish its grip on appetite and passions. Stained Soul holds a slower gait than previous tracks but with intensity still high fills the vacancy with a focused melodic rock craft, though that is still courted by the rapacious intent the band revels in which ensures the song is no less a threat and aggressor than others.

The gentle caress of Insanity takes longer to persuade than most but with its emotive strings, warm melodic rock centre, and passionate grumble the track easily secures a greedy appreciation whilst the more power ballad like Forsaken with a definite Hetfield and co feel pleases firmly without lighting fires, the same which can be said about Stairs of Guilt. Neither song grips as tightly as others but shows the expansive power of the band in sound and songwriting which certainly excites.

   Sputter the Worms closes with firstly Time, a track which glides through a weave of styles and. As the previous two it fails to spark a full ardour but furthers the impressive skills and imaginative adventure of the band which are to enthuse over and anticipate creating greater triumphs ahead. Final song Bummer is a muscle driven slab of heavy rock with metal roots, a very easy to devour and enjoy straightforward protagonist.

Reverted is a band on a sure and striking rise in presence and creativity, with the potential to be something very special. They have a drama to their songs and an invention which defuses the recognisable elements also carried; the result one thoroughly thrilling ride.

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8/10

RingMaster 17/04/2014

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Groan – Ride The Snake EP

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Like being thrust into a predatory mosh pit of agitated woolly mammoths, the Ride The Snake EP from one of the UK’s most exhausting and inventive sculptors of heavy duty riffs and contagion clad rhythms wrapped in funk kissed intrusive grooves continues the towering presence of a titan of consumptive intensity. Groan are no strangers to acclaim and it is hard to expect anything but another fever of praise and strong reactions for their latest towering five track bruising. Merging stoner and doom metal with hard rock and classic metal, plus plenty more essences, Groan has never been lightweight in crafting rapacious provocation but it is fair to say that their new release has an extra growl to its rampage which ignites even further hunger for the band’s incendiary sound.

2010 saw Groan’s debut album The Sleeping Wizard uncaged and it had little difficulty in garnering eager responses and acclaim from fans and media alike. Equally drawing hungry responses for their live shows the band next recorded a split EP with Finnish band Vinnum Sabatum in 2011, it another record swamped by critical plaudits as was second album The Divine Right of Kings which was unleashed in October of last year. Now with a new line-up seeing band founders vocalist Mazzereth and bassist Leigh Jones joined by guitarists Mike Pilat (ex-Ocean Collective) and James Beedham, as well as drummer Zel Kaute (ex- Pettybone, Vodun), Groan thrust forward the Ride The Snake EP to attack and ravage the senses, something the Superhot Records released record does with riveting exhaustive ease.

Women Of Doom opens up the torrent of sound; ridiculously gripping acidic grooves winding their way around the chugging RideTheSnakeCoverthroaty bass prowl and slugging rhythms, all immediately capturing attention before moving on to the imagination as their persistence seduces with every chord. The great slightly rasping vocals of Mazzereth almost scold the ear, his delivery a squalling passion which matches the heat of the song’s energy and the melodic causticity coating every note. From the lumbering yet energetic start the track lifts its heavy metal knees into an eager romp, entwining both lilts across the remainder of its magnetic heavyweight bulk.

The impressive start is soon left in the wake of Drug Lord, the track a massive peak upon the release. Group shouts triggers the entrance of the track, their call enticing predatory riffs and barracking rhythms to bring their intensive pressure and air to the already tempting bait. There is always a swagger to the band’s creativity and songs, the second on the EP employing one of their most contagious yet, the song swinging with muscular hips whilst sonic endeavour and anthem bred vocals seduce the listener further. It is a delicious riot of dirty rock ‘n’ roll soaked in raucous blues and stoner toxicity, a song hard not to just have just one more rampage with before moving on.

Both Slice of That Vibe and Blessed Is My Blade feed on the black ‘n’ blue emerging upon the senses caused through their predecessors with individual but mutual creative rabidity. The first fuses a punk ‘n’ roll essence reminding of Fuckshovel to a Maiden kissed metallic predation. It does not quite find the same submissive rapture as the first two tracks but with guitar invention which has lips licked furiously it is still a formidable and irresistible blaze soon matched by its successor. The second of the two hits a classic/hard rock vein to exploit, rhythms taking chunks out of the senses whilst the guitars send sonic spirals across their bows with enterprise and seductive skill.  Infusing additional haunted temptation and a breath stealing chugging charge as well as a bordering speed metal infection, the track is an absorbing stoner rock hybrid of the highest order.

The eight minute plus stroll of Citadel of Chaos brings the EP to a close. It offers a reserved gait which increases pace and intensity as it expands and an insatiable seduction within its expressive and sonically scenic path. Though the earlier tracks still take top honours the closer shows everything you need to know about Groan to place them on the frontline of British stoner and riff driven metal.  With the likes of Desert Storm, Ten Foot Wizard, and XII Boar to name just three of the great imposing current and emerging bands, the UK scene has the staggering armoury to take on the heavyweights of the world with Groan again proving they are driving the frontline.

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9/10

RingMaster 09/12/2013

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