Mean Messiah – Hell

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As January shared its last days, Hell was unleashed in the form of the debut Mean Messiah album. It was the re-release of an invasion of the senses which left only one question in its furious wake. Just how did we like so many others, miss it first time around.

The release is an ear withering, pleasure igniting storm of industrial death/thrash metal with much more to its irritable heart and searing blaze of sound. To simplify things it is a tempest resembling a raging tapestry of Revocation, Strapping Young Lad, and Fear Factory woven with strands of the likes of Cryptopsy, Blood Simple, and Static X yet stands as something distinctly individual to the imagination and roar of Mean Messiah.

The Czech Republic hailing band started out as the one man project of multi-instrumentalist and producer Dan Friml, formerly of Sebastian, Apostasy and many other projects. The winter of 2005 saw him begin work on his first album, its release intended for the following year but delayed and delayed by numerous problems and complications before being completed in 2013. Since then its line-up has expanded, bassist Veronika Smetanová and drummer Honza Šebek joining Friml as he took Mean Messiah live, proceeding to play the biggest festivals in the Czech Republic such as Masters Of Rock, Czech Death Fest, Agressive Fest, Basinfirefest, and Gothoom.

With the band working on a second album for release later this year to follow 2016 EP Let Us Pray, Mean Messiah and Via Nocturna has uncaged Hell again for a formidable and compelling reminder and wake up call for fans and newcomers alike. With its concept themed by people´s varied complicated journeys and destinies inevitably leading to hell, the album makes a calm, welcoming entrance though dark clouds and portentous sounds are soon looming over and invading the imagination as opener Temple of Hell grows in ears. Melodies are enticing yet sinister, rhythms predatory but restrained until throwing off their deceit and storming the barricades. From there grooves and hooks seduce as riffs and beats persist in their invasive intent as Friml’s potent tones snarl. That earlier descriptive comparison is in full swing as the track shares its dangerous and captivating virulence.

cover_RingMasterReviewThe track is superb, using familiar textures in a new and fresh design before being matched in might and success by King Pathetic. The strong unpredictability underlining its predecessor is potent again, and across the whole album to be fair, prowling the vicious rhythmic tenacity and intoxicatingly venomous melodic and sonic web covering the song. Bracing and intrusive, things are punishingly catchy as thrash and death metal enterprise roar with angry rapacity as industrial essences beckon further involvement in the progressively toned fury.

As the second built on and eclipsed the first, Spiritual Resolution breaches a new plateau of persuasion next, scavenging and thrilling the senses with its nagging choleric character while The Death Song with matching toxic dispute stalks and savages the listener with raw infectious enterprise. The first of the two weaves progressively honed melodic suggestiveness while the second lets its bestial ferocity drive the thrilling show.

Hell is the perfect name for sound and theme within the album, the first echoing and fuelling the latter as found in The Last Ride which follows. In many ways the outstanding song is the least corrosive on the album, its swinging rhythms and magnetic grooves rousing infection but there is no escaping its instinctive animosity and barb littered acrimony. With orchestral beauty and atmospheric harmonies colluding with warm melodies, it is sheer magnetism, only intriguing and griping tighter as its growing imagination borders schizophrenic.

The Game gnaws on the senses next, its riffs and beats an enjoyably persistent abrasion colluding with lust igniting electronics. Its irresistible stomp provides another appetite inflaming highlight within Hell, one more to the growing list joined by the dark instrumental climate and dance of Saltatio Mortis and the fiercely catchy caustic devouring of ears and soul cast by The End. Folk bred hues unite with extreme and groove spawn endeavour in the first with its successor a brawl of truculent rock ‘n’ roll, both as imaginative and expectations defeating as they are, certainly in the case of the second, emotionally primal.

Completed by bonus track Remedy, another ridiculously tempting slab of thrash nurtured, creatively evocative music which needs no vocal side to excite and inspire the imagination, Hell grabs the listener by the throat and takes them on one brutally thrilling ride from start to finish. It also lays down a mighty benchmark its successor will be judged by but it is hard to imagine Mean Messiah failing to live up to the challenge with their now keenly anticipated second full-length.

Hell is out now through Via Nocturna across most online stores digitally and on CD.

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Pete RingMaster 07/02/2017

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Turbocharged – Area 666

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Like being chewed alive by a pack of bestial behemoths whilst multiple jackhammers unrelentingly assault the senses, Area 666, the new album from death punk destructors Turbocharged, is one irresistible carnivorous tempest of unbridled intensity and sonic annihilation. Unleashing fourteen antagonistic predators with the energy and power to not only break down the sound barrier but ravage it with pure inventive spite, the album is pure ruinous intent and mastery. If there has been a hungrier violent fury released this year it is hard to recall but Area 666 is undoubtedly one of the most enjoyable and invigorating.

Formed in 2000, Turbocharged went from a trio at the start to having increasing and decreasing line-ups for the initial few years before finding itself back to a three piece again. This period also saw a demo recorded but it was unreleased. 2008 saw the band now back to a trio deciding to abandon the search for replacements for the lost members and the release of the Branded Forever demo. Its successor Arrogantus Metallus appeared the following year with the band also appearing at the Thunders over Miriquidi festival in Elterlein with the likes of Törr, Death SS, Kat, Interment, and Tormented. Debut album AntiXtian was recorded in the spring of 2010 though delays meant its release was not until December 24 that year, Lemmy’s birthday which in many ways listening to the new release is more than apt. Released on CD through Chaos Records a short while after, the release was well-received as the band continued to build their reputation with live shows which saw them sharing stages with bands such as Violentor, Sofisticator, Paganizer, Die Hard, Obsessör, Hell (Uk), Hammer, Children Of Technology and many more. The MCD Christ Zero of last year increased their stature again but you can only feel that Area 666 is the trigger to the fullest recognition and awareness. The album is bloodthirsty, nasty and at times plain vicious but it is a war on the ear you just do not want to stop or find mercy within.

The trio of vocalist/bassist Ronnie Ripper, drummer/vocalist Freddie Fister, and guitarist/vocalist Nick Shitstorm a.k.a. Old Nick, do not take Area 666 covera breath before sending a tsunami of riffs and rhythms crashing down on the ear with the title track, the scowling growls of Ripper instantly there to scold the senses. Soon into its stride the track is a punk infested scourge of guitar and drums with the bass adding extra unkind menace to proceedings. Littered with glorious anthemic gang chants and sharp bladed grooves the track also shifts through varied gait and intensity which seamlessly moves from breakneck adrenaline driven rampage to lumbering almost suffocating death throes and back again. It is a staggering start which is occasionally equalled but always challenged across the album.

Swarm does exactly as it says on the tin, just with more vehemence and vitriol than maybe hoped. An incessant scrub of sonic intrusion and rampant rhythms coated in a predacious riffing which leaves the body exhausted and cowering, the track is a blaze of ferocity and compelling maliciousness. Again like its predecessor, the song offers switches in attack and weight not forgetting hungry hooks and sonic imagination which tear at the passions to restrict escape. Standing toe to toe with the opener it is easily backed up by Christian Corpses and Worshipper, the first an almost sing-a-long like blistering where you can imagine Motorhead fans on extreme metal karaoke nights blissfully letting rip whilst the second is a darker rapacious malevolence, though no slouch on the fire searing energy and riff driven maelstrom front either. A scorching solo from Shitstorm sends the appetite into rabid hunger whilst the assault as a whole is pure addictive heavy-duty frenzy.

Through the likes of the brilliant sonic devouring that is Masses, Mortals and Maggots, where submission to its barbarous charms is instant, and the voraciously attentive Godfearings Cunts where senses are under a deluge of either heartless riffs or guitar majesty, Turbocharged pile on the intensity and pleasure whilst the crushing juggernaut of a murderous antagonist Scavengers Of the Light and especially the wonderfully severe Churchfire Commando take those same emotions into overload. The last of these is sheer scintillating toxicity, grooves and riffs make an insidious union to entrap and enflame the listener whilst the pestilent savage throat of the bass and the bone splintering rhythms are inhumanely lethal.

Every track on the album is a welcome bane, the further likes of noxious The Slut and The God and the fearsome closer Christcrawler making potent confirmation. Though across the album there is an open diversity, the surface assault of tracks means if the first couple do not do it for you than a run for the hills is in order as there is no change to the devastation pending. If like for us Turbocharged rip immediate subservience from the passions than Area 666 is a dangerously epidemic treat.

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10/10

RingMaster 07/09/2013

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