Bear – Propaganda

Having discovered Bear through their senses ravening second album back in 2013, every new moment with the Belgian outfit has been a momentous moment in our musical year and there is nothing different in 2020 with the unleashing of Propaganda, their most striking trespass of the senses yet.

There has always been an open uniqueness about the Antwerp quartet’s sound but again it has evolved into a whole new beast of fascination within their fourth full length. Described as a fusion of progressive metal and hardcore, the reality is that it is a far richer and diversely woven proposition. Within Propaganda groove and tech metal embroils in death and noise rock, a mixture only further twisted as rapacious imagination cast its weaves. The feral likes of Noumenon and successor /// have blossomed in that creative environment but Propaganda though has simply found a whole new discharge of temptation.

With its heart and breath a roar against the spins which manipulates all our lives, Bear’s new onslaught immediately descended on ears with opener Dissolve Dissipate. Rhythms immediately assault as acerbic grooves entwine the listener, a hungry contagiousness swarming the senses as the track violently devours. The thick growl of vocalist Maarten Albrechts erupts straight into the barrage, spilling further malice and tempting in a fusion only increasing in enslavement; even more so as a contrast of clean vocals rises within the sonic persistence and growing enterprise.  As the track again twists and escalates its lure, all the time soon adding greater lust to our appreciation, it is a superb start to the album and a scene setter of the invention within its body and ravenous dexterity in its realisation.

The rhythms of drummer Serch Carriere and bassist Dries Verhaert perpetually make for a magnetic invitation even as more restraint wraps their baiting of ears as the release’s title track follows. Nevertheless it instantly held attention tight as further aspects add the inescapable beckoning into a waiting deluge of sound and venom. Even that though is aligned to melodic and compelling enterprise, the track a mercurial incitement as savage as it is seductive on body and thoughts. Winding, Guitarist James Falck again weaves vines of sound and threads of grooves around the song’s transfixing length, tendrils which threaten as they lure; the track itself epitomising that feat within its predacious presence.

Obey barely allows a breath to be taken before uncaging its own predatory instincts and sounds, ferocity again interlaced with progressive and grooved imagination which not so much tempers the assail as encourages it and an already well grown addictiveness to the encounter. It is a trait we found with previous releases, a quickly formed and unshakeable hunger for their wares which is soon fertile within Propaganda and only intensified with the following pair of Apollo’s Heist and Red Throne. The first teases ears first, nagging on attention before rewarding such focus with a menacing crawl which was soon burrowing deep; the sinister temptation only accentuated by the harmonics of varied vocals and synth caresses within the ursine confrontation. It provided full enthralment from start to finish which its successor quickly devoured with its far more volatile and grievous exploits. As those before and to come, the track is as unpredictable as it is compelling, leaping with bruising dynamics yet never hinting on its subsequent moments of greedy aggression or dramatic restraints; it all delivered with devious craft and manipulative imagination.

Through the similarly ominous and disturbing intimation of the increasingly carnal Mite and the viscous animosity of Gutter Love the album only gripped tighter, the latter a virulent slab of primeval rock ‘n’ roll while the following Stigmata left its deep sonic mark with rhythmic lashings and dark raptorial fingering of the psyche and fair to say that each track is bound in capricious adventure and skilfully erratic enterprise inventively and imaginatively bred.

The calm dark beauty of The Ram brings a moment to find stability for the senses and suggestion for thoughts though the listener is soon consumed in the cataclysmic invasion of Flares which erupts with Bear’s trademark brutality and imagination gripping resourcefulness as again expectations are never allowed to seed and appetite to lose its greed for the band’s ingenuity.

Engine and Kuma bring the album to a close, the first an infection of sound and intimidation which is as masterfully radiant at times as it is persistently intrusive and truculent throughout and the second an infestation of quarrel and hostility around a groove woven web of harmonic and melodic splendour; both providing a rousing end to the album with the last another particular peak in its lofty landscape.

Propaganda only becomes more potent and magnificent by the listen and imposingly stimulating as its lyrical side stands tall in the instantaneous glory of its sounds. Not for the first time Bear has crafted one of the year’s major and richly enjoyable moments; the continuing welcome ringing in our senses proof.

Propaganda is out now via Pelagic Records.

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Zedi Forder Superium – Judgement

As if one Zedi Forder album was not enough to be excited over, the trio has a second to grip attention in the shape of Judgement; though this is an entirely different proposition to explore, a twin project going by the name of Zedi Forder Superium. Self-described as “The sledgehammer to Zedi Forder’s scalpel; two sides of the same coin,” this openly unique alter-ego is a far fiercer trespass on the senses and imagination, a fury of sound and thought which soon proved just as striking and compelling as its counterpart.

Whereas the second Zedi Forder album, Isolation, exposed and explored “a sense of feeling separate and apart from the various communities and industry elements that dominate most of the music world”, Zedi Forder Superium takes on the whole world and its corruptions and toxicity which the Woking, UK hailing trio of drummer/vocalist and primary song writer Chris Kerley, guitarist Wayne Clifford, and bassist Rich Tomsett describe as “a fury from the voice of a calculating arbiter that looks to right the wrongs of the world, of all scopes and sizes, one at a time”.

As a mechanical toned voice casts accusations and lyrical reprisals across Judgement, there is something of The Day the Earth Stood Still meets V for Vendetta to the character of the album while musically it is bred in the varied metal and raw rock instincts of the band. As the opening Anthem Of Justice reveals it is an inclination which does not deter melodic enterprise and bold imagination. Instantly the track is buzzing around ears, its hornet like riffs harrying the senses and a quickly formed appetite as beats jab and its bassline weaves. That machine-like vocal incitement is swiftly in the centre of the creative dispute, staggering its potent challenge as Kerley’s predacious rhythms dance. Equally bass and guitar share certain rapacity in their touch and enterprise, the combination as varied in flavour as it is barbarous in touch.

Wherefore Art Thou follows, its initial attack Skindred like but soon stalking the listener with its own bold intensity, style, and a swing which had us bouncing. Alongside the mechanical proclamation, Kerley aligns his own distinctive melodic tones; that seemingly the spark to increased imagination and diversity within the song which by now bears at times a bit of an Anti-Clone like hue.

Next up is Knock Knock and immediately it nags ears with riff wired temptation, an accompanying trespass tempered by floating harmonies and melody bred grooves though they in turn are preyed upon by a virulence of voracious rhythms and the sonic toxicity of the guitar. The track is as irresistible as those before it, proving even easier to be greedy over while Fight Evil With Intolerance is almost sermon like in its rise and injurious in its intent yet, as within all tracks, proves a supportive and rousing incitement physically and provocatively.

As Slippery Slope entangles ears and imagination in its remorseless intimation and implacable dynamics, only tightening its grip across striking twists and devious turns, and Noisy pushes all the right buttons with barbarous and ruthless prowess, Judgement only confirmed its impressive and addictive presence, Awake backing both up in creative kind. It too prowls and stalks the listener, a sonic predator embroiled in the voracious instincts of groove and alternative metal but wrapped in a progressive veil of fertility.

Completed by the melodic melancholy and shadow escaping sure hand of Quell My Beating Heart, beauty shimmering off every surface it bears, Judgement was total captivation. Easily fans will know its source from the craft and songwriting behind it and Kerley’s distinct tones yet the album and indeed Zedi Forder Superium itself has risen to find uniqueness amidst inescapable dominance.

Judgement exclusively released May 11th @ https://tricore.bandcamp.com/ with a “PAY WHAT YOU LIKE” pricing.

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Pete RingMaster 14/05/2020

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HorrorHead – Avarice

Furious and unrelenting, brutal and creatively ruthless, Avarice is the debut album from metallers HorrorHead and a release which, even as we cowered before its callous savagery, had ears devouring every destructive tendency.

HorrorHead is an Australian outfit with its members based in Sydney and Los Angeles. The band consists of guitarist Cliff Newman and vocalist Rob Smith, the latter already well-known to us as the frontman of the equally gripping Aussie incitement Age Of Menace. The duo has bred a sound which is primal and predatory in every breath and touch but equally fertile in melodic twists and imagination stoked enterprise. Certainly it is a proposition which incessantly and hungrily harasses the senses; a beast nurtured in a broad fusion of metal styles which bludgeons its victims with voracious riffs and barbarous rhythms with it all courted by equally feral grooves loaded with an unabated appetite but one just as readily content in exploring an unpredictable array of melodic and inventive twists. It makes for a crushing and rousing trespass which had has hooked and fiercely roaring at the world alongside.

Mixed by Mike Spreitzer (DevilDriver), Avarice opens up with End For You. Instantly it launches a thick tide of riffs, equally esurient grooves twisting around the trespass as harsh rhythms fly. As ruthless as it is, the assault is stubbornly contagious, even as Smith’s throats unleashes a vitriolic cry followed by a just as uncompromising harsh attack in voice and word. Rhythms continue to bully and incite as Newman’s sonic dexterity lays vicious temptation rich bait of. A cauldron of thrash, groove and death metal with more besides, the track sets the release off to a striking uncompromising start swiftly backed and built upon by its title track.

Avarice similarly sets about the senses from its first breath, bestial grooves worming under the skin before refining it to a nagging intimidation ridden by Smith’s similarly belligerent declarations. Defiance and hostility soaks every syllable shaped and launched, rhythms matching the discontent without defusing the track’s infernally infectious character, one only accentuated by the diversity in voice, enterprise, and Newman’s guitar craft.

Across the following pair of Demons Inside and Hell Awaits, HorrorHead continue to abuse and arouse, the first as bloodthirsty as its predecessors yet sharing a richer blend of melody spun grooves amidst murderous rhythms and riffs. Simultaneously, Smith aligns his raw throats attack with the cleaner style he already has revealed his prowess at with his former band. It is a mix which definitely helped shape a favourite track moment though its mercurial landscape of sound was just as fundamental before the second of the two herds its riffs and venom through ears with virulent animosity. Again the band’s mix of voracious flavours merges in feral rancour, its creative blitz honed in animalistic catchiness.

Lyrically Avarice is as argumentative and confrontational as the sounds surrounding Smith’s challenges worldly and intimate targets consumed as the senses and imagination, Hate Me a fine example with its inexorable animus in ferocity and emotion coming equipped with riveting contrasts of menace gripped calms and melody entwined sonic artistry which draws on more classic and progressive metal seeds. Another major highlight, it is straight away matched in adventure and magnetism by Blood And Anger. Its initial carnal assault is entwined in pleasure feeding threads, the subsequent appetite ravishing of grooves upping the persuasive ante as again Smith shares throat raw venting. In turn Newman’s following web of melodic strands only intensifies the lure and tempting of the track, its cunning untamed nagging the constant fuel to a building addiction.

Through the causticity showered baiting of Bring The House Down and the even more violently disposed conflict of Death Awaits, the album thickened its hold; both tracks greedily and mercilessly niggling at welcoming ears whilst casting individual webs of magnetic animosity amidst increasing discontent with their successor, Wasted Lives, arguably unleashing the album’s most viral grooves within its untamed punk lined face-off with the world.

As with all tracks, every listen reveals the richness of styles and flavouring involved in the hellish infection as epitomised by album closer, Ball Of Rage. Increasingly living up to its title, the track harries and browbeats at every turn whilst honing a kaleidoscope of groove woven, pleasure entangling fertility. It is a fine, ear gripping end to a similarly potent release easily drawing fingers to kick the bellicose pleasure off all over again.

There is a touch of a surface similarity across some tracks, though one which increased and proper listening quickly dissolves, and maybe a wish for Smith to bring more of his cleaner ability to the fore for even greater variety but from start to finish Avarice proved a striking and thrilling introduction to HorrorHead which has only grown more gripping by the play.

Avarice is out now on Hype Music on iTunes and Spotify; Download and license on Extreme Music @  https://www.extrememusic.com/albums/3586

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Pete RingMaster 18/04/2020

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Atarka – Sleeping Giant

The rumour is that UK metallers Atarka are a band to keep a close ear upon with no better opportunity coming than through their just released debut album. The suggestion coming our way was that the band was very much like the protagonist of their full-length’s title, a mighty beast ready to stir and take on the British metal scene and after devouring the Sleeping Giant we can only agree that the potential and imagination offered has all the ingredients to break major attention.

Hailing out of Birmingham, Atarka was founded by guitarist Daniel McCarthy, bass player Adam Bayliss, and vocalist Jamie Smith. 2018 saw its current line-up completed with the addition of guitarist Alex Dutton and drummer Phil Sheldon and continuing to build on the local success quickly found with their dramatic and fertile fusion of groove and blackened death metal. As their first album proves, there is plenty more at work around that creative seeding and within Sleeping Giant it makes for a mix which gives ears, neck muscles, and enjoyment a strong workout.

Embracing themes of “history, mental illness, addiction and other aspects of the human experience” while sonically illustrating a “bleak and desperate view of history”, Sleeping Giant leads ears in with its title track. A melodic shimmer of guitar initially coaxes the imagination, its worldly breath rich intimation even as the track’s climates hints at the darkening outlook to come. It is a brief and seriously magnetic evocation quickly devoured by the might of The Bastard. Immediately appetite fuelling grooves wind their lures around ears, the guitars of McCarthy and Dutton enslaving sure attention for the throat abrasing roars of Smith to unleash their intent upon. There is a controlled urgency to the rhythms and attack of the song but no escaping the predatory intent of both or the sonic enterprise escaping guitars and imagination.

It is a superb full start to the release which Tollund Man cements with its similarly considered but imposing stride. Bayliss and Sheldon harry and assault with skilled tempestuousness echoed in riffs and grooves let alone Smith’s caustic delivery but magnetically tempered by the subsequent melodic wiring woven by the guitars. At times the song relaxes its animosity to further beguile but it only seems to invigorate its returning uncompromising trespass as another compelling moment is unleashed.

Golden Snake follows and again does not hold back in springing delicious grooves upon the listener to chain attention before burrowing further under the skin with sonic nagging and rhythmic dexterity. For the first time Smith reveals his impressive clean tones, a switch which only accentuates the prowess of he and the track’s mercurial individuality before Miasma equally harasses and captivates with its blackened heart and grooved instincts. Again the blend of vocal contrasts accentuates the strengths and enterprise of a song which maybe did not quite grip us as tightly as those before it but undoubtedly added to the growth pleasure inspired by Sleeping Giant.

A hint loaded melodic calm before the storm opening to The Tempest ensured ears were again firmly held and in keen anticipation of the deluge to come, one retaining its sonic craft and imagination even as voracious grooves spark and provoke a toxic turbulence. The tempestuous nature of the song is only further escalated by the twists of relative calm and melodic fire which breaks the sonic corruption, the track more compelling by the second even if still being eclipsed by the uncompromising verging on feral presence of the outstanding 731. Even so, it too is wrapped in spirals of venomous and invigorating grooves which seem to inflame rather than temper the dark intent led by Smith’s rabid tones and the ravening incursion of rhythms.

The controlled shuffle of next up Nebula is soon clouded by the just as inviting groan of Bayliss’ bass, the evolving melodic scene courted by dark atmospheric hues and shadows before the track expands into a dense and enveloping realm as melodically radiant and captivating as it is corrosively invasive while the following Shadow of the King remains in that kind of mordant climate as it weaves a portrait of majestic malevolence and ravenous violation with a manipulative imagination and surprise giving craft. Unpredictable and ferocious, the song is maybe the most unique and riveting moment within the release, certainly another major moment greedily devoured.

The album ends with Delacroix, an epic conflict of light and dark where melody and sonic black heartedness tantalised and seized the senses across one dramatic body. It is a powerful close to a release becoming more fascinating and compelling with every freshly revealing listen. It is easy to suggest that Atarka is indeed a Sleeping Giant with all the elements available to see them rise to lofty heights, their debut an impressive stirring in the start of that journey.

Sleeping Giant is available now on all music platforms and streaming services.

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Pete RingMaster 13/04/2020

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No Kings No Slaves – New Lease of Life

Providing a striking full introduction to themselves with debut album New Lease of Life, Switzerland hailing No Kings No Slaves have swiftly proved themselves a compelling proposition. The release is a cauldron of melodic hardcore but an encounter which dares to seek out bold and fresh pastures if maybe not always quite fulfilling the potential that imagination brings. Even so it is an album that scorched ears and ignited the senses as well as raised a hungry appetite for the band’s emotion loaded, tenaciously sculpted roar.

Lucerne hailing, the quintet of Pädi Reichmuth, Julian Thalmann, Philip Heini, Mario Rosso, and Dave Aletz embrace the inspiration of bands such as Architects, While She Sleeps, Bring me the Horizon, Gallows, The Ghost Inside, and Pure Love to their melodic hardcore bred sound though one as suggested relishing the additional flavouring of a varied mix of metal and rock. It has already shaped a well-received EP though New Lease of Life will be the first contact for a great many with No Kings No Slaves and one which will surely draw rich attention their way.

Dealing with issues ranging from transience and social ills to toxic relationships, New Lease of Life is fuelled by a furnace of passion and emotion, worldly and intimate; a fire matched in the intensity and enterprise of its sounds. Album opener, Judgment, swiftly shares that multi-faceted blaze, the song rising from portentous rhythmic intimation with a wave of heavy metal riffs quickly followed by Thalmann’s raw throated, senses abrasing tones. Just as urgently imaginative melodic threads wrap ears, the brief track an intro of sorts but providing a full incitement before the album’s title track erupts. Nagging almost bullying rhythms are surrounded by blazing guitars as again vocals coarsely assault the air but an attack from all quarters which equally captivates, especially the more post hardcore textures and harmonic vocal backing that brings greater potency to the track.

Though a form of familiarity is bred from its hardcore instincts a persistent unpredictability also shapes the alluring character of the album and the likes of the following Ticket To Far Away and Modern Life Slaves. Both tracks sear the senses as much as they melodically stir the imagination, each a tapestry of passion and intensity relishing the recipe of flavours making up their adventurous natures. The second of the two especially hit the spot with its groove metal tinted dexterity, being rivalled by the just as dynamic and multi-flavoured inferno of Humanity’s Curse.

Across the likes of Hell with its intense heart and sonic firestorm, the heavy metal hued A Quiet Place, and Medication with its more classic metal instincts, No Kings No Slaves reveal more of their creative adventure and boundary breaking imagination, the latter pair of the three the best moments within New Lease Of Life for us while after the haunting radiance of a short Interlude, the explosive Our Name Is Greed provides another fiercely memorable moment and pleasure. It is a rousing proposal that singes the senses as it cauterizes ill-will and emotion, rhythms and melodic flames relishing the individual and united prowess of the band.

The final pair of songs, Electric Sky and Losses, similarly flourish through the quintet’s eager embrace of flavours, the first emerging our favourite track as it casts a web of styles and agile dynamics upon the band’s melodic hardcore pyre with its successor similarly explosive and bold in its nature and creative character.

New Lease Of Life is a release which just gets better song by song, its second half majorly arousing the passions and personal plaudits but from start to finish the album only impressed and declared No Kings No Slaves a band attention was made for.

New Lease Of Life is out now.

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Pete RingMaster 14/03/2020

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Vovkulaka – Self Titled

Having recently devoured an EP featuring four of their fan’s favourite tracks, there could only be one next port of call and that was the self-titled debut album from Ukrainian metallers Vovkulaka. If that introduction to the band impressed and excited then we can only say that this twelve track release had us lusting for the striking sounds and rousing songs it held.

Emerging in 20914, Vovkulaka (Ukrainian for werewolf) is primarily the solo project of Odessa based vocalist/drummer/songwriter VolK but an adventure also featuring members from Bulgaria and the United States with Stone of metallers Contortion providing guitar and its stage line-up up completed by dancers and percussionists Naya G and JuleZ, and guitarist Ivan Manoloff. Vovkulaka creates a voracious sound bred in the heart of industrial and nu metal but one embracing a host of other flavours such as gothic metal and dubstep. Like a fusion of Fear Factory, Korn, Slipknot, Society 1, Type O Negative and Rob Zombie it grips attention but with an individuality which ensures it boldly stands out from anything else. Lyrically VolK’s inspiration and invention finds its seeds in his passion for ghost hunting and the paranormal experiences found as well as more personal issues; shadows and darkness sought and embraced to immerse the listener in the most compelling encounters.

Produced by Darian Rundall (Pennywise, Suicidal Tendencies, Yellowcard), the album immediately had the senses and psyche hooked with its opener, Summon The Demon. The brief track is a rhythmic calling, VolK revealing his percussive skill and manipulation as carnivorously haunting beats conjure an atmosphere from darker realms. It may barely be a bidding escaping a minute but proves an irresistible invitation leading to the equally ravening haunting of Cemetery Voices. Crawling over ears and senses, the track is a heavy but compelling trespass but one already a lively threat through the skittish percussion of VolK around his rapaciously slow vocal drawl. The similarly sinister lures of guitar and electronics only add to the captivation quickly bred, the track a sign if mere hint of things to come.

Darkness Calling follows with again a rhythmic tempting which burrowed under the skin. Electronic fingering and the sonic courting of guitar brings shadows and ears together, the Korn-esque flames of the latter lighting up the earthier but no less infectious declaration from VolK’s voice. The track is superb, its senses grinding grooves and dubstep throbbing swift addiction and quickly matched in potency by the even more esurient intent and drama of My Devil. Keys gently entice with a crepuscular sheen before the track erupts in another ravenous incitement, again psyche burrowing grooves leading the way as raptorial rhythms pounce. The contrast of crystalline electronics and musical predation simply gripped attention, all the while rhythms jabbing and stalking with manipulative animation as gut bred vocals magnetically nagged; a dubstep solo from DJ Gigantor from the band Evol Intent extra creative flesh to feast upon.

Emerging from a calm if again minatory caress Defy enslaved ears in its tenebrous realm; defiance and decay embroiled at the heart of its visceral grumble as it wormed deeper and deeper under the skin through raw-boned but rich grooves and provocatively niggling rhythms. With Volk’s cadaverous vocals ever enthralling, the track easily gripped and inspired the imagination before Priest Hole unleashed its own addictive fall from grace. VolK’s rhythms alone ruptured attention, their deeply probing bait aligned to scurrilous but rousing grooves and the illuminated eeriness of keys. The track quickly made a stake for best track acclaim though quickly challenged by the decayed and vicious malevolence of Death Ground. Nefarious grooves wind around ears as corrupt rhythms surround sinful vocals, the result one glorious ungodly delight.

The band’s acclaimed first single is next, Glory To The Heroes a track breaching ears and keen support across the globe with its release in 2018. Featuring Keith Lynch (Bill Ward Band, Ozzy Osbourne) on guitar and dedicated to Ukrainian soldier Nadiya Savchenko who was jailed in Russia but released in May 2016, the track quickly revealed why it made such a strong impact before, savage riffs and punishing rhythms perfectly set against light shimmering keys and melodic seduction as Fear Factory meets Pitchshifter like industrial discontent corrupts the air.

As the contagious venom and dexterity of Whispered Lies seduced as it invaded and Purple Door writhed and crawled into body and psyche with flesh-eating grooves across bone resonating percussion, the album shared further aspects to the Vovkulaka darkness and sound. The latter is something akin to Korn being violated by Godflesh as angels caress the carcass while The Dark Empty chews on the listener’s emotional flesh with rabid jaws coaxed by feral grooves and maniacal rhythms as VolK’s vocals again direct the rich pleasure.

The album closes with a metal version of the Ukrainian National Anthem though the CD also offers a couple of bonus tracks in a drum solo enhanced Darkness Calling and an instrumental version of Defy.

Vovkulaka is a band which should, if any of the references we suggested to their unique presence appeals, no must, be checked out but be warned such their debut album’s dark triumph there will be no turning back.

The Vovkulaka album is available now across most online stores.

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Pete RingMaster 15/03/2020

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Kause 4 Konflikt – Fornication Under Control Of King

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A barbarous battle cry for uprising and revolution, Fornication Under Control Of King is the voracious new album from French thrashcore outfit Kause 4 Konflikt. It is an uncompromising indeed ravenous slab of sound which left exhaustion, defiance, and thick pleasure in its wake.

Paris hailing, Kause 4 Konflikt first came to attention with 2013 debut album No Better Friend – No Worse Enemy, the Behaviour EP of 2016 cementing their praise luring emergence. Fornication Under Control Of King is a whole new trespass for the senses from them and sure to see keen acclaim; the band’s fusion of thrash and hardcore metal an inescapable predator breeding some of the most striking carnivorous riffs and galvanic grooves. Released via Deadlight Records (Ataraxie, The Lumberjack Feedback, Verbal Razors), the album descends on the senses from its first breath, never leaving them a second to get a foot hold until its last surge of fury departs and even then its touch and stature lingers.

Less One opens up the release, an immediately appealing fizzy nagging inciting attention to which incisive rhythms, strands of steely guitar and vocal samples add greater intrigue amidst a brewing intensity. It is an invitation and character setting introduction which soon triggers the predacious instincts and assault of You Sign for It. Immediately toxic grooves entangle rabid riffs as beats swing with matching voracity. The throat scarring tones of Seb Otis provide a just as rousing incitement, his venom bound raw grievance echoing that of the invasive sounds around him. It is a superb gripping full start to the album, its unpredictable and imaginatively crafted twists as potent and virulent as the track’s uncompromising main assault.

The following God Pretends takes the lead of its predecessor into its own pertinacious onslaught; thrash bred riffs driving the hungry trespass as again the rhythms of bassist KTS and drummer Mehdi bear grudge to the anthemic incitement. The grooves and riffs of guitarists Jay and Alexis entangle in a virulent appropriation of ears and appetite to core the outstanding siege on the senses, the vehemence of vocals extra hostility on one of the album’s major highlights.

Even so from its first breath Nothing for No One simply eclipsed its mighty predecessor, a web of grooves burrowing into the psyche from the off with a contagion as toxic as it is arousing. With each subsequent second, the song escalates in virulence and aggravation, owning our favourite moment within the release as easily as it does the senses and subservient neck muscles. It is a sensational fusion of violence and catchy provocation, Kause 4 Konflikt, if needing to, sealing their prowess at casting barbarously incendiary, contagiously inspiring confrontation.

Featuring mighty industrial percussion band Les Tambours du Bronx, Jaw Breaker takes more time picking its shot though they come with quick and unyielding assertiveness as riffs and grooves unveil their particular toxic avidity. If less vicious and consuming as the previous track it is a rewarding slab of pugnaciousness more than matched in quality and power by the ravening incursion of Scapegoat; itself featuring a guest in the shape of Hatesphere vocalist, Esben Hansen. It is fair to say, as the song before it, the thankless task of reaching the heights of Nothing for No One prove a target too far yet both simply inflamed air and ears to leave pleasure thick and hunger for more even greedier.

That appetite is more than fed by the pair of Ain’t Give a Shit and T.A.R.G.E.T, the first an instant body slam on the senses which only continues to equally abuse and arouse through its rhythmic brutality, vocal ferocity, and sonic temptation. Again the guitars align sonic transgression with noxious melody and grooved intoxication, the combination mercilessly compelling while its successor takes it foot off of the savagery a touch to breed a similarly magnetic encroachment of ears and imagination. It is almost primal in its breath but woven with a skill and deceitful touch ensuring melodies and the relative calm of the song is as invasive and gripping as anything before.

The Whole is another revelling in the broad touch of the band’s craft and sound, an essence maybe overwhelmed by their instinctive almost callous mix of thrash and hardcore in most tracks but always openly there and in richer voice across this and the previous track before Rehab brings things to a close. A final sortie of subversive incitement and vocal defiance woven with a melodic toxicity as seductive as it is corrosive, the track is another fine reveal into the depths of the band’s rich sound and contagious touch as well as their agility to merge it with warmongering antagonism.

Kause 4 Konflikt is a band surely destined to major attention, the exceptional Fornication Under Control Of King a major suggestion it should break out now.

Fornication Under Control Of King is out now via Deadlight Records; available at https://deadlight.bandcamp.com/ and @ https://www.deadlight.fr/ for the CD version.

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 Pete RingMaster 18/02/2020

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Enoch – Killing Starts Where Hate Begins

Originally released digitally back in 2018, Killing Starts Where Hate Begins from Enoch gets a deserved reboot this month through Soundmass, It’s return brings an additional new track and a gem of a live cut with it and if you missed it the first time around, we can declare the six track treat the perfect way to discover the potential soaked, ear grabbing sound and presence of the New Zealand band.

Formed in 2016, the Auckland hailing outfit fuse essences of groove, nu and alternative metal with their darker, predacious flavours for a keenly individual sound. It is a proposition which trespasses the senses whilst igniting the imagination. Part barbarous and part seductive with every attack between involved, as their EP proves, it is a proposal which crosses the familiar and unique to present something hard to ignore.

EP opener, Pieces, immediately demanded attention, the rapier like swings of drummer Ross Curtain landing with contempt as the song forcibly stirs with the bass of John Brodie beginning its grievous grumble. That alone has us more than attentive and with increasing focus as the guitar of Micheal Germon began unwinding its sonic wiring. Out the senses challenging start, rousing grooves wind around ears before, within a breath or two, the melodic tones of Lorraine Brodie complete the creative palette as the track’s imagination really takes off. It continues to prowl, severely growl, and harass but equally weaves a deviously infectious tempting which is echoed in the dual styled vocals of Lorraine.

It is an excellent start to the release which Reasons Why continues as it uncages its own twin personality of senses demeaning threat and eagerly fertile enterprise. Through her continually twisting and magnetic delivery Lorraine left her potent mark yet again, a highly pleasing incitement matched by the ever writhing grooves and the intense growling of the bass. Fair to say the track swiftly got under the skin before Stranger powerfully strides in springing more of the band’s ear devouring grooves. Bass and drums again unite in a quickly addictive provocation, the former’s low guttural snarl especially inflaming instinctive pleasure before guitar and voice weaved their melodic captivation around it. Germon’s basal growl easily fits with and contrasts the ever fertile delivery of Lorraine, his guitar casting acerbic lines just as rousing as the track reveals a new depth and adventure in sound and writing.

Loner provides more of the same in its own original way, contorting the air with its grooves as Lorraine provides vocal gymnastics with her throat backed by Germon’s voracious roar, every word and syllable either caressed or abused by her agility alone as guitar and bass again emulate the oral gyration with their own particular dexterity. With beats whipping the senses throughout, it too left a thickly pleasing mark while Bow and Be Devoured from its melancholic melodic start builds a steeled woven latticework of craft and imagination, one which preys on insecurities as much as it hugs them.

With Reason Why revisited for a live moment with the band, an example why their stage performance has earned them a potent reputation, Killing Starts Where Hate Begins simply left us hungry for more and eager to share the word.

Certainly there is still more to find in originality and imagination within their sound but Enoch already are a fresh breath for the metal scene and surely destined to be embraced far further afield than their homeland.

Killing Starts Where Hate Begins is out now via Soundmass.

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Pete RingMaster 28/01/2020

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The Unbroken – Human Crown

It may have been unleashed last year but Human Crown is one encounter you really do not want to have missed. The release comes from Brooklyn metallers The Unbroken and offers five rousing tempests that had us grinning from ear to ear.

The quartet brews a ferocious cauldron from a feral fusion of punk, thrash and groove metal and it proves a potently incendiary mix in this their debut EP. Influences to the band include the likes of Metallica, Pantera, and Slipknot and in some ways there is plenty that is familiar to the release yet from first to last breath Human Crown stands as something aggressively individual and fresh in ears and indeed the metal scene.

Co-produced by the band with John Bender (Breaking Benjamin), mixed by Johan Meyer (Gojira) and mastered by Alan Douches (High On Fire, Mastodon), Human Crown erupts upon the senses with Stuck In The Way, an initial spiral of guitar sparking a thicker volution of groove wiring, the pugnaciously swung beats of Tamas Vajda in the middle. That grooving continues to wind around ears as lead Mark Johnson skilfully entangles the lead vocals of fellow guitarist Chester Oszustowicz, the song forcefully jabbing and inciting as it leads to a chorus which is just as galvanic. There is something akin to American Head Charge meets Mudvayne to the encounter but swiftly it stamps down its own compelling character as the EP gets off to a voracious flyer.

Suffering In Silence follows and quickly lays down its own formidable proposal, rhythms tenaciously marching through a weave of riffs, from which Johnson casts another rich melodic web. Hitting its meaty stroll, contagion soaking sound and vocal attack, the track swings with more of the virulent grooves the band is already proving so fertile with as the bass of Jeff Hinz magnetically growls in the midst of it all, ears and attention eagerly immersed in the thick enterprise making up the welcomed trespass.

Though the track did not quite get under the skin as its predecessor it only had us greedy for more which the EP’s outstanding and spiky title track delivered. Its calm melodic opening made for an evocative contrast to the storms before though a volatile heart is soon exposed as Oszustowicz’s belligerent vocals erupt in the background. As things brew a delicious nagging groove breaks, the vocalist’s snarl riding its rapacious incitement while it all leads to a brief but dynamic chorus, the cycle repeating to further enthral.

Just as addictive is next up I Never Forget, its agile entrance soon the seeding for more of The Unbroken’s unapologetically ravenous grooves and barbarous but welcomingly manipulative rhythms. From start to finish the song savages as it seduces; it’s snarled tone and truculent nature proving as irresistible as the quarrelsome sounds making up its untamed character and inescapable persuasion.

Nothing Left To Sell brings the release to a close, it immediately coaxing ears with a melodic caress full of intimation and elegance and again from the equally warm and intrigue hug of vocals which blossoms a charged and irritable eruption breaks driven by thrash nurtured riffs. The song though is a tapestry of contrasts, the reflective and serene uniting with a disturbed and volatile divergence as the band’s imagination and craft shape another fresh aspect in writing and sound.

The Unbroken is a band easy to see making great strides up the metal ladder especially if Human Crown is a sign of things to come and they exploit its very open potential and prowess.

Human Crown is available now @ https://theunbroken.bandcamp.com/releases

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Pete RingMaster 07/02/2020

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Aspherium – The Embers of Eternity

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Aspherium is a band we knew by name and reputation but never quite found the moment to give the richness of attention that all bands deserve. That has forcibly been amended with the release of their third album The Embers of Eternity, which with thanks to our friend Andrew at Stencil PR who directed us its way, suggests we have definitely been missing out.

Hailing from Moss/Oslo in Norway, Aspherium began in 2007 and took little time in brewing up a progressive death metal sound which was unafraid to embrace plenty of additional flavours; a fusion now in full bloom and imagination within The Embers of Eternity. 2011 saw the release of debut album The Veil of Serenity to a host of positive reviews which its successor, The Fall of Therenia, eclipsed as it took the band’s sound to new heights. Slots at major festivals followed as too a couple of tours alongside Decapitated. A swift hindsight exploration in the wake of the release of The Embers of Eternity revealed why the band received strong acclaim and attention at the time but all before has been just the teaser for the might of Aspherium’s third full-length.

The Embers of Eternity is a concept album imagining the future of our own Earth; “The world has become a desolate wasteland, the album about what happened and why humanity did nothing to save our planet.” Lyrically and in story it quickly proved a compelling adventure which is majorly accentuated again by the exploration of sound and imagination around it as immediately proven by the album’s opening title track. Immediately drama and tension soaks the notes and presence of the emerging track; the guitars of Marius Skarsem Pedersen and Morten Nielsen weaving the intimation. Equally they are the instigators of the erupting surge of aggression and melodic enterprise which descends on the senses soon after, the rhythmic voracity of drummer Bjørn Tore Erlandsen and bassist Torgeir Lyby Pettersen fuelling the upsurge. Similarly too, the vocals of Pedersen make for an uncompromising and magnetic proposition amidst thrash bred riffs and the blackened textures which shape the death bred incitement. As each subsequent track reveals, it is part deceptive too, the viciousness of the assault veined and aligned with melodic intricacies and dexterity as their inherent creative emprise though bred on discontent of a world descending into chaos relishes its beauty too.

It is a striking and compelling start to the release but one still eclipsed by the following As We Walk Through the Ashes. It too launches on thrash nurtured hostility with grooves that wind around the senses with lustful toxicity and similarly revels in the more delicate but no less hungry imagination which subsequently makes every twist and passage until the next aggressive captivation as riveting. Unpredictability also shapes the track and in turn the whole album but with a craft and invention which soon becomes expected and keenly devoured. As its predecessor and the songs to come, it weaves a multi-flavoured incitement which took no time to fully immerse in.

The evocative and melancholy opening of The Fallen Monument bewitches before the track explodes in another cauldron of pugnacious trespass and imagination woven fertility; a tapestry of flavours and creative agility breeding a glorious and rousing proposal lustfully devoured by ears and passions alike. It is the album’s finest moment for us but constantly challenged as A Voice For the Silenced and its successor The Shadows of Creation quickly show. The opening atmospheric suggestion of the first had the imagination immediately submerged in its insinuation, its haunting caresses continuing to manipulate as the track erupts with the second casting matching persuasion in its physical venting and melodic storytelling. It is a volatile and gripping mix which savages as it seduces, preys on fears as it nurtures raw hopes.

Through the individual but unitedly insightful and adroit exploits of Echoes of A Lost World and The Beckoning Spire, Aspherium and their album only increased the magnetism. Neither track quite matched up to the heights of the triumph before them had but each gripped with bold ferocity and unpredictable landscapes before Beneath the Shattered Sky bore its own soulful voice and rich adventurous  enterprise on ears to equally inflame those self-same eager reactions.

Until the Embers Fade completes the album, it’s near on eleven minutes alone a journey and exploration worth investing in the sensational The Embers of Eternity for. It is an engrossing and fascinating end to an increasingly compelling release and a fine example as to why like us once you engage in the Aspherium ravening craft and sound there is no turning back.

The Embers of Eternity is available now @ https://aspherium.bandcamp.com/album/the-embers-of-eternity

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Pete RingMaster 25/01/2020

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