Proll Guns – Horseflesh BBQ

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Austria is not renowned for its Wild West history or rascally varmints but it has produced a dirty, low-down, riff-slinger to send any outlaw running for the hills by the name of Proll Guns. The Salzburg based trio creates a sound which is like a predatory dust storm; uncompromising and intrusive western thrash ‘n’ roll which in the form of their band’s new album Horseflesh BBQ, just rifles ears and guns down defiance to its raw invasive way.

The ten track release is a bitch slap of thrash fuelled rock ‘n’ roll, like Grifter meets Pantera meets Triggerman in a gunfight of fiery grooves, brutal rhythms, and grouchy riffs. Imagine the possible soundtrack to a Tarantino merger of his films Dust Till Dawn and Django Unchained and Horseflesh BBQ is it. Making a potent impression with debut album And the Western Blood Runs in 2013, Proll Guns gave a tasty hint of its successor with the Fucking Troublemaker EP last year. Now the threesome of lead vocalist/bassist Evil Ed, vocalist/guitarist The Burner, and drummer Cra “Y“Maker have struck up the full stampede with the release of Horseflesh BBQ via NRT Records.

Mixed and mastered by producer Tue Madsen, Horseflesh BBQ brings to ears the dusty west with opener Texas Banjo Massacre, its redneck lures pulling the imagination into the tempestuous and devilish landscape to be persistently dragged over by the nine other thrash whipped stallions to come. The instrumental prowls and swipes at the senses, riffs and rhythms as antagonistic as the riffs are carnivorous and grooves intoxicating. It is a stirring start quickly matched and surpassed by the barbarous rioting of Horseflesh Barbecue. In no time the great grizzled tone of Evil Ed’s voice bullies and invites, its bearish animosity and belligerence matched by the scything swings of Cra “Y“Maker as The Burnet lassoes ears with venomously tempting grooves.

Proll Guns -  Horseflesh BBQ _RingMaster ReviewCoverartworkFrom Texas To Hell continues the sweaty and mischievous exploits of its predecessor, though initially it presents a gentle western welcome to a scenic peaceful landscape. Things soon turns nasty though as the riff loaded bandits launch another trash bred slab of bruising rock ‘n’ roll on the senses. No quarters are given and little mercy shown even with its contagious virulence, a quality just as agreeably unleashed by the evil-eyed Bloodgun Blues with its hip enslaving swagger and straight after the feral protagonist that is Fucking Troublemaker. The second of the two is addiction in hostile abandon, the glorious bastard son thrown out as the lead lure into Horseflesh BBQ and easy to see why with its roguish catchiness and five star hooks.

The blues laced heavy rock of Reno Gang beats up on ears next, it’s less gripping roar and bad-blood, in relation to its companions, still leading body and lusty enjoyment into naughty deeds before Lookin’ Out my Backdoor corrals them with flirtatious rhythms into the folkish, almost Celtic revelry at the heart of its moonshine soaked blowout. Both get ears and appetite all lustful again but not so much as the salacious wrong-doings of The Revolver. The track is like a modern day version of that villainous character tying maidens to railway tracks in silent movies, its animated air and provocative banjo twangs shaping the irresistible bounder of a song.

Swinging like an outlaw at the end of a hangman’s rope, Execution steps up next; its grooves moving like a temptress with spicy sonic seduction as everything becomes a more ferocious blaze around them. There is no escaping the bait, ears devouring eagerly before turning to the closing dark drama of Southern Slavery. It is an imagination sparking and emotion darkening portrait of sound but a touch of an anti-climax to the rousing ride the album has the listener on before it. All the same it is an intriguing and attention holding end to one thoroughly and increasingly enjoyable raid on the body and passions.

Like possibly many others, Horseflesh BBQ was our first ride with the Proll Guns but it certainly will not be the last. Rock ‘n’ roll has just revealed a whole new desperado.

Horseflesh BBQ is available from January 29th via NRT Records through most online stores and @ https://prollguns.bandcamp.com/album/horseflesh-bbq

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Mortuary – Nothingless Than Nothingness

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Formed in 1989, Mortuary has been a potent protagonist within the French metal scene, certainly since the release of their debut album Hazards Of Creation seven years later. The well-received release followed a clutch of demos and awoke the beginnings of broader recognition for their brutal death/thrash onslaught of a sound. Now the band release their fifth album in the ferocious shape of Nothingless Than Nothingness, a beast of a record which might not turn the extreme metal world on its head but definitely gives it a rousing roar to contemplate in 2016.

Since that first full-length, Mortuary has unleashed a trio of attention whipped albums in Eradicate (1998), Agony in Red (2003), and G.O.D. (Glorify Our Destroyers) (2010)whilst live their sound has scarred stages alongside the likes of Coroner, S.U.P., Obituary, Krabathor, Agressor, Hypocrisy, Hatesphere, S-core, and Severe. As Nothingless Than Nothingness rages against ears and sparks the imagination, the album suggests Mortuary is ready to entice a whole new wealth of appetites with its accomplished and maturely honed anthemic barbarity and step into broader spotlights.

Mortuary-cover-artwork_RingMaster ReviewThe initial industrial apocalyptic scenery of brief opener Only Dead Witness grabs ears first, its portentous air soon building into a muggy and intimidating confrontation led by the vocal scowl of Patrick Germonville. Amidst raw suggestiveness spread by guitar and bass, the stirring beats of Johann Voirin provoke a more energetic bellow of riffs and intensity before the scene setter eventually drifts off into the jaws of Empty. An unbridled onslaught from its first few breaths, the second track savages and incites as thrash and death metal collude in a punk infested rampage. The bass of Jean-Noël Verbecq prowls this with zeal as the track careers over the senses, sparking an infectiousness soon taken up by a variety of vocals and the sonic enterprise of guitarist Alexis Baudin.

For all its fearsome breeding, the song is ultimately primal rock ‘n’ roll more than matched in success and prowess by both Tube and Above. The first is a hornet’s nest of grooves and nagging riffs with rhythms just as unrelenting in their cantankerously violent way whilst its successor emulates the predatory toxicity with its own exhaustive and vicious barbarism aligned to a groove loaded tempting. As all songs, the pair reveals unpredictability to the addictively infectious elements colouring their walls of hostility and a creative adventure and craft which may get a touch overwhelmed by the tsunami of intensity but leaves the imagination as enthused as ears.

Through the crusty yet refreshing air and rabidity of Pleasuffering and the hellacious ride of U-Man Slept, K-Os Crawled, the album whips up an even more mouth-watering and debilitating storm. Both tracks come thick in rage and striking flavour blending enterprise whilst Yesterdead straight after has a touch of fellow French hardcore metallers Yugal to its brawling, punk infused trespass.

Song by song, Nothingless Than Nothingness just seems to get stronger and more compelling; whether from raising the ante in invention or by the wearing down of the listener and psyche and it continues with the searing rancor and sonic ferocity of K and in turn the hardcore festering enmity of Morbid Existence. The first of the duo also explores calmer, more ambience hued ventures within its diversely textured landscape of varied metal whilst another furious onslaught of passion rousing death punk ‘n’ roll has the listener in its inescapable grip in the second before the brutalising smog of sonic and rhythmic bad blood that is Kingdom surges through ears with the infectiousness that as much as anything marks out Nothingless Than Nothingness as something to eagerly devour. Once more the band push ideas and expectation avoiding turns within the aural tirade, keeping attention and appetite as intrigued as the sheer force of the encounter feeds bloodlust.

It is a mighty end to an excellent offering from Mortuary; an album to heavily please and leave pleasure thick whilst pushing the band further to the fore of extreme metal.

Nothingless Than Nothingness is out now via Goregeous Productions @ http://goregeousproductions.bandcamp.com/album/nothingless-than-nothingness

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Third Sovereign – Perversion Swallowing Sanity

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The Asian metal scene is still a relatively untapped and certainly unrecognised landscape in the awareness of the majority on the outside, this despite the impressive bands and releases springing from it over the years. Through the fine efforts and passions of bands and labels/PR companies like Transcending Obscurity, a few things deservedly escape the shadows to earn strong attention and draw new ears and appetite to the region’s mighty underground scene. One such offering is the striking new album, Perversion Swallowing Sanity, from Indian death metallers Third Sovereign. It is an explosive thrash fuelled incitement bred from old school seeds of death metal blossomed into something as intensely fresh as it is enjoyably nostalgic, and another example of the potency within India’s metal scene as Third Sovereign back up to the legendary status they carry in their homeland and surrounding areas.

Formed in 2003 by a trio of musicians from Aizawl, the capital of the state of Mizoram, after they moved to Delhi “in order to expand their horizons”, Third Sovereign quickly earned a reputation for their bold and pungent take on death metal. Inspiration to their sound comes from the time bands such as Sepultura, Monstrosity, Cannibal Corpse, and Vader were the prime death metal driven scourges on the senses. 2006 saw the release of debut EP Horrified Visions with their acclaimed first album, Destined To Suffer uncaged the following year, as its predecessor upon Demonstealer Records. The Deprived Serenity EP continued the attention capturing success of the album with its release in 2008, whilst the single Sarcophaga was nominated in the Best Metal Song category at the Rolling Stones Metal Awards a year later. Leaping on to the now and the band is ready to unveil second album Perversion Swallowing Sanity, a release sure to ignite the most potent range of acclaim and spotlights on the band yet.

art_RingMaster ReviewAizawl based again, Third Sovereign intrigue the imagination with opening introduction Sakei Ai Hla, voices in threat or calling, hard to know, leading the listener towards and into the brewing tempest of Grave of Humanity and an irritable climate of intimidating riffs and towering intensity. A few moments more and the track is rampaging with thick spicy grooves entwining thumping rhythms and rabid riffs. As vocalist Vedant prowls proceedings with his grizzly guttural tones, thrash bred fuel flows to incite and power the increasingly gripping provocation masterly coloured by guitarist Benjamin and given compelling bulk by bassist Jonah within Reuben’s skeletal rhythmic frame.

Demonic and fiercely enticing, the excellent opener makes way for the incessant violation and nagging persuasion of Sarcophaga; the track a tempestuous onslaught as bestial as it is creatively endearing. Spiralling grooves and sonic imagination light the smothering weight of heavy riffs and brutal rhythms, their union a vicious contagion unafraid to spew toxically bracing tendrils of melodic enterprise.

Both Living This Hate and Slaughtered Mankind descend on the senses with nostril flared and muscles merciless; the first a barbarous consumption of ears littered with psyche gripping hooks and fiery grooves carrying as much venom as the bruising menacing around them. Addiction is as swift as an appetite for the quartet’s intrusive rabidity of sound and ideation, its successor showing this an achievement working across the board of Perversion Swallowing Sanity with its fierce animus of sound and hungry intensity.

From the waspish and predatory trespass of Devolution of Mortality and the more controlled predation guided prowl of Spawned with Guilt, band and album squeeze their grip on ears and thoughts tighter. Through their own individually truculent designs, the pair find a mutual savage beauty and character to threaten and enthral, theirs a murderous seduction emulated in the skilfully sculpted and emotionally untamed Holocaust of Preaching. The track is outstanding with its grooves, as in its predecessors, essential lures backed by the nimble and scorching prowess of the guitar and the merciless uncompromising tempting of rhythms and vocals.

There is no denying that Third Sovereign songs are as anthemic as they are vehemently hellacious; captivating incitements as ready to tear out your soul as incite an uprising. The insidiously hued Dark Black is crawling pervasive proof, working its way under the skin to ignite the passions into a greedy lusting for more before the military seeded rhythmic emergence of Burnt Epitome draws the listener into one final invigorating storm of raw malice and virulent death metal tenacity.

It is an immense end to an outstanding release from a band deserving the fullest attention. Third Sovereign is prime example of the depth within Indian metal alone; one of the leading forces we all need in our metal lives.

Perversion Swallowing Sanity is released January 15th via Transcending Obscurity India @ https://transcendingobscurityindia.bandcamp.com/album/perversion-swallowing-sanity-death-metal or http://tometal.com/

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91 Allstars – Retour vers la Lumière

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Not convinced by their name but having no problem breeding a healthy appetite for their ferocious sound, 91 Allstars quickly show themselves to be another voraciously rousing proposition within the French metal scene with new album Retour vers la Lumière. The first encounter from the band since a change in line-up, their second album is a thickly enticing assault of death inspired metal aligned to melodic hardcore and plenty of other ripe spices. It roars and brawls with the senses, grips the imagination, and provides plenty to get excited over as 91 Allstars show themselves ready to take on broader spotlights.

Formed in 2005, the Paris quintet has perpetually drawn praise and support with their releases and a live presence which has seen them over the years share stages with the likes of Sick of it all, Gojira, Do Or Die , 25 ta life, Born From Pain, Mass Hysteria, and Knuckledust. Their first year saw the release of a self-titled debut EP and two years later the band teamed up with Danforth for the split release Destroy The Past. Acclaim grabbed debut album Telle Est la Loi in 2010, its success though already being eclipsed by the dynamic and hellacious enterprise of Retour vers la Lumière since its recent release.

91AS_front_RingMaster Review     The atmospheric Intro starts things off, its portentous air full of drama and suggestiveness which is taken on by the tempestuous nature and body of Omniscience. Immediately grooves and hooks are swinging with zeal as raw gruff vocals incite and rhythms batter the senses from the second track. It is a rousing confrontation, one as magnetic as it is hostile with the track’s death metal canvas coated in thrash inspired animosity and hardcore cultured dexterity.

Across both Mon bien, mon mal and Opprimés, band and ears collide as tenacious and antagonistic elements collude to spring a creative animus as appealing as it is threatening. The first of the two songs lines its assault with gripping hooks and spicy grooves as snarling vocals leads its anthemic nature. There is definitely some familiarity to parts of its textures and air but that only adds to the magnetic pull whilst its successor similarly impresses as it stalks the senses with its rumbling bass cored predation and stabbing riffery. As across the album, certain essences remind of bands such as Black Dahlia Murder and Gojira whereas the hardcore spices offer up thoughts of others like Pigs and Every Time I Die, but it all gets woven into something relatively distinctive to and constantly appealing from the French quintet.

Richesse humaine provides a raw bluster of voice and virulent sound next, its body entwined in wiry grooves and viciously anthemic tendencies whilst Les ombres de la perdition stomps along spilling acidic sonic tendrils from its bulging intensity. Epitomising the whole of Retour vers la Lumière, the pair also explore catchy exploits and melodic incitements, each spinning a tapestry of inventive lures which temper yet accentuate the unbridled force of the propositions.

The impressive intent and heart of the album continues through the ravenous animus of Eclipse éternelle and escalates in the primal trespass offered by L’ère du verseau; both songs fierce contagion with plenty to defuse expectations and further ignite a hungry appetite. Their success is matched by that of L’aube des princes, an aurally rancorous intrusion again leaving a want for more by the final note of its masterful and imaginative violation. With the songs sung in French lyrically we floundered but as shown by the encounter there is no mistaking the emotion and heart of each encounter.

Completed by the incessant infiltration of the senses that is Un sombre destin and lastly the album’s rapacious imagination enveloping title track, Retour vers la lumière is a seriously accomplished and enjoyable proposal. Certainly there is a bit of a similarity between tracks at times which defuses some of its immediate potency but songs and the album as a whole only grows to be challenge which impresses again and again.

Retour vers la lumière is out now via Dooweet Records @ http://shop.season-of-mist.com/91-all-stars-retour-vers-la-lumiere-cd-digipack

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Order Of 315 – Antipi

 

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Three years ago French metallers Order of 315 awoke ears and attention with their debut album Near-Birth Experience, a fierce and tenacious offering which only grew in persuasion and stature over time. Now the Paris quartet have returned with its successor Antipi, raising the heat of the qualities and potential found in the first album whilst creating an even more compelling and varied confrontation. Antipi is a rousing incitement and cantankerous roar bred across eleven individual stirring aggravations of sound and imagination. Fair to say the band’s music still wears open inspirations at times but is now really showing its own character whilst unleashing tapestries of varied and aggressively delivered flavours.

Formed in 2010, Order of 315 draw on a host of styles from metalcore and hard-rock to progressive, djent, and alternative-metal; flavours bred in the experiences and tastes of its members with bands such as Black Label Society, Pantera, Machine Head, Slipknot, Stone Sour, Five Finger Death Punch, and Korn amongst individual sparks to their sound and imagination. The 2012 released Near-Birth Experience earned strong attention and acclaim from certainly the metal underground and media with its striking tempest, its seeds now blossoming into the creative voracity that is Antipi. The new album is more brutal yet equally richer in melodic tempting and certainly a more atmospherically volatile confrontation around a heart feverish in its resourcefulness.

Cover_RingMaster ReviewAntipi opens with A Slap On The Wrist and an initial sample stroked by an innocence drenched, single strand melody. It caresses the imagination, awakening ears ready for the swift assault on the senses of jagged riffs, beefy rhythms, and the instantly recognisable and welcome grizzly tones of Edgar Jabberwocky. His voice and delivery is a mighty lure alone easily igniting a pleased reaction in ears to match that being sparked by the growing rabid swing and antagonistic rumble of the sounds around him. The song is bullish rock ‘n’ roll, an easy anthem to get eager teeth into and a hungry appetite from, both fed with every passing swell of bruising enticement.

It is an outstanding start to the album quickly continued by Telescope. From its first groaning breath the track is a more imposing and intrusive proposition with the rhythms of drummer Pablo Civil unruly in their skilled design. Aligned to the predacious air of Grm Lecouflet’s bass, they make for a hostile yet gripping frame entwined by the thick winy grooves of Klaus Kersey, his guitar just as magnetic in primal riffery and sonic enterprise too. As with its predecessor, the track has hips violently gripped with its swinging challenge and ears hooked by its rapacious sound, Jabberwocky leading the incitement as masterfully as ever before The Feather Factor takes over with its industrial metal breeding and groove meets heavy/alternative metal tempestuousness. Subsequent switches into melodic flames bring a relatively undefined familiarity to things but only adds to the thick and captivating drama unfolding within ears.

Without quite finding the same dynamic impact as the first tracks, Abelian still keeps satisfaction fully whetted with its spidery melodic enterprise around a fierce tempest of a heart whilst the following Meiosis almost beats pleasure from the senses with the brutal rapier swings of Civil, though the atmospheric melodies, scything sonic trespasses, and unpredictable landscape of the assault are just as thickly tempting and alluring. Once more there is something recognisable in the spicing of the song but warped perfectly by its great bedlamic nature.

A creative composure lines Rumble Fish, the bass of Lecouflet a prowling protagonist leading the listener into the awaiting animus of the song. It never breaks its pleasing chains though, hinting and provoking with subtlety and atmospheric imagination whilst showing more of the growth in songwriting and maturity of the Order Of 315 sound, something clear across the whole of the album and indeed next up Data Warfare with its Korn meets Bloodsimple like turbulence with just a touch of Fear Factory adventure to it all.

Both the magnetically wiry Greyscale and the senses enveloping Densen keep things mean and keen; the first an inflamed mix of heavy metal and alternative rock as flirtatious as it is menacing whilst its successor crawls through ears with a slight but definite salacious sway to its evocative and intensive rock ‘n’ roll design. Both carry an attitude and hearty intimidation which, with the sonic imagination, sparks a want for more, a success just as easily drawn by the spiralling textures of Unperfect Circles. The track perpetually winds around the senses, the guitars especially influential in tempting out lusty enjoyment.

Drone brings Antipi to an end, the track a tangle of sonic craft and expression ridden by the brawly tones of Jabberwocky amidst a rhythmic tempest. Though in some ways the song takes longer to get to grips with, it is a fine end to another thrilling offering from Order Of 315. To be picky, there is a slight diminishing of unpredictability towards the rear of the release, until the final encounter anyway, but each track only ignites body and imagination to declare Order Of 315 one of the potent fresh roars within the metal scene.

Antipi is available now through numerous online stores.

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Raptor King – Dinocracy

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     Raptor King is a French band which going by their backstory, and tale within their new release, consists of Raptor V, a dino king from the cretaceous era which ended up in 2015 via a temporal gate, becoming trapped in the western suburbs of Paris within Boulogne-Billancourt. Determined to conquer this new world, he enlists two acolytes in guitarist Nightsmoke and drummer Don Coco. Removing the story from the facts we are left with little more to say on Raptor King except, and the most important thing to add, that they create one forcibly stirring and compelling sludge metal roar with plenty more to its voracious and thrilling incitement. There are raw expulsions from hardcore to thrash, heavy rock to well any kind of predatory sound you wish to think of involved in the hellacious Raptor King confrontation too and as proven by debut EP Dinocracy, it sets ears and emotions ablaze.

The band’s music is a bruising and rousing mix of familiarity and fresh creative emprise, all rolled into a sonic animus which chews on the senses whilst treating the passions to metal seeded punk ‘n’ roll anthems easy to get swiftly and fully involved with. The proof is right there with the EP’s opening track Da Fuck Where I Just Lend, and only becomes a stronger convincing and ferocious evidence with each passing encounter. The first track instantly entangles ears in a web of sonic enticement with a warped nature, the guitar wrapping the senses in spidery grooves as skittish as the rhythms around them. Raptor V just as swiftly reveals his thick range of delivery styles, his core tone gruff and ravenous but adept at taking it to rawer extremes or in spreading some unpolished but melodic enticing too. Across the song and indeed release, thoughts grab hints of the bands ranging from Motorhead to Face Down, White Zombie to King Hiss, Black Tusk to Pigs and more, but perpetually the tempest emerges as its own distinctive beast.

FRONT COVER RAPTOR KING DINOCRACY_RingMaster Review   The excellent start is straight away eclipsed by The Campaign, the track crawling over the listener from its breath, carrying an intimidation soon realised in vocals and the thumping roll of beats too. They are in turn aligned to a predacious intent in the bass and guitars, all continuing to stalk until building to a rabid onslaught led by again a great vocal variety acting as one. Track and band are unrelenting in their infesting and bullying of the senses, creating a virulent energy and infectiousness within a barbarous badgering of sound that simply stirs one’s own energy and appetite. There is a definite Killing Joke feel to the song also but again a colour in the rabid tapestry spawned by the band.

Jugular steps up next, launching from a sonic lancing of the senses with a rugged swagger and great entanglement of swinging beats and carnivorous bass predation. Once more that Jaz Coleman and co scent makes a potent and gripping additive in the mix of classic metal tenacity, heavily boned rock ‘n’ roll adventure, and the blackened invasiveness which courts some of the vocals and shadows of the outstanding encounter. Many of those flavours emerge again in the abrasive hostility of Acolytes (Nightsmoke – Don Coco), traits woven perfectly into the ridiculously captivating and enslaving primal stomp. Again you can argue that many aspects of the track are recognisable textures and temptations but with grooves a salacious web as both Nightsmoke and Coco weave a trap of addiction stoking rhythms and Raptor V’s at times reptilian vocals as magnetic as his growling prowess, the track as the EP, provides easily one of most enjoyable and invigorating riots this year.

Dinocracy is brought to a close by In Your Face, a storm of heavy metal and heftily imposing rock ‘n’ roll built on a frame of bone shuddering beats and grumpy antagonism. It is the least impacting song on the EP but due to the carnal and imaginative brilliance of its companions more than anything it might lack. Fair to say with another great blend of vocals, cutting rhythms, and instinctively enslaving grooves, all wrapped in the constant unpredictability that Raptor King work with, the song only excites, impresses, and grows more controlling over time.

A smile is never far from the face across Dinocracy, the lyrical fun as ripe as the invention and resourcefulness of their mighty sound. As suggested it might not be your choice of original release of 2015 but as the most thrilling and creatively anthemic it is in with a mighty shout.

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Adrenechrome – Tales From Adrenechrome

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Just like a blurring of reality and fantasy, the sound of Canadian metallers Adrenechrome is a muggy fusion of styles and flavours, and just like a drug addled climate, it provides an adventure which devours and permeates every pore of the senses and emotions. Taking their name from the a fictional drug in the film Fear And Loathing In Las Vegas, Adrenechrome cast a kaleidoscope of rigorous and virulent tempting as creatively progressive as it is thunderously rock ‘n’ roll, as predatory thrash bred as it is spatially grooved, and as imaginatively ravenous as it is simply seductive. The evidence is all there within new album Tales From Adrenechrome, a seven track encounter which from its classic comic like cover, created by Clownbaby and Tim Kehoe, through to its final suggestive note, is a compelling exploration of self experiences, fantasy, sci-fi, and classic literature.

Hailing from Ontario, Adrenechrome began in 2010, formed by veterans of the music scene with bands such as Gaswitch, Shimmy Rabbits, and The Doug Trucker Band in their histories. Debut EP Hideous Appetites emerged in 2012, inspirations from artists such as Pantera, Black Sabbath, Thin Lizzy, Metallica, Mastodon, High on Fire, and Children of Bodom colouring a sound which soon lured strong support and attention to the release and equally the band’s adrenaline driven live presence which over the years has included playing with Corrosion of Conformity, Green Jelly, Ninjaspy, and Manahan. It is a reaction and success sure to be matched and overshadowed by Tales From Adrenechrome as it spreads its creative rabidity from hereon; with it the band ready to breach and incite richer and broader spotlights.

Album Cover - Adrenechrome - Tales From Adrenechrome _RingMaster Review   The album opens with A Familiar Face, an immediate tempting of bold rhythms and melodically spun sonic enterprise woven into a warm instrumentally led tapestry. The track swiftly captivates as its hooks and grooves seduce as the bass swings and drums badger, a union which only captures ears and imagination with vocal harmonies adding just one more flavoursome texture to the album’s initial temptation.

Things quickly get rugged and heavy as Lockstep storms in next; its thrash breeding is full rabid evidence as vocalist Chris Friesen rides his own riffs and the raw flames of fellow guitarist Tim Kehoe. As becomes the norm, the track is soon evolving within ears. The fury of more extreme metal hues collude with heavy Mastodon resembling grooves and a Torche likened web of flavours as the licking of thrash seeded and groove metal honed flames continues. It is riveting stuff, the body and emotions involved in the devilment as easily as pleasure and an appetite for more, which the song continues to offer with its persistently twisting proposal and Black Brubeck continues with its superb jazz lit imagination and progressively sculpted inventive waltz. As avant-garde as something from a Trepalium or a Pryapisme, and as heftily compelling rock ‘n’ roll as a predacious roar from an Anthrax or High on Fire, the song is irresistible; a fascination with mischief in its heart and fiery passion in its soul.

As all tracks, God Sized Shadow is nurtured with the same fire of intent and character, it even more rapaciously dirty and intrusive than its predecessor but with, greater degrees, the same kind of cosmic air and aggressive volatility, the blackened shades of the latter especially potent. Bewitching and intrusive, with the excellent dark grouchiness of Mike Van Dyk’s bass and the lethally swung beats of drummer Matt Copeland gripping, the track is a primal yet worldly blaze with the rawness of a Triggerman and dark seduction of a Faith No More.

The Heart and The Feather instantly incites ears and thoughts as clean vocals impress within a hug of spidery grooves and sonic expression, Friesen becoming even more compelling as he mixes up his delivery with dirtier tones and rasping expression. Musically the song matches him, again that bedlamic quality a perpetual enticement of unpredictability and highly persuasive surprises woven in to a mix of fierce and richly spiced metal and heavy rock styles. Hips are soon swinging and imagination entangled in the proposition, a success just as easily inspired by Hideous Appetites, a manic appearing and skilfully conjured smog of ferocious enterprise and dynamic devilment; a ravenous beast of a song with melodic and antagonistic weaponry.

Completed by the cauldron of warmth and hostility that is The Lead Elephant, a track which majestically merges melodic tempting, sonic trespasses, and cantankerous metal ‘n’ roll within its tenacious and often enjoyably bruising tempest, Tales From Adrenechrome is a thrilling beast. There is no moment where emotions and appetite are not inflamed and pleasure thicker than the grooves it unleashes.

Grabbing a dose of Adrenechrome is a no brainer as far as we are concerned, Tales From Adrenechrome the release declaring a new band to challenge if not quite now certainly ahead those ‘giants’ mentioned.

Tales From Adrenechrome is out now @ https://adrenechrome.bandcamp.com/album/tales-from-adrenechrome and through most online stores.

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