The Dirty Youth – Just Move On/Atomic

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Reminding us of the impressive roar and contagion of their album Gold Dust which was released this past May, South Wales rockers The Dirty Youth now uncage a new double A-side single. It is confirmation of the tenacious potential and quality fuelling the band’s dynamic and virulent sound, and further evidence that The Dirty Youth is one of the bright sparks in British alternative rock.

For the new single, The Dirty Youth have united Just Move On from their aforementioned second full-length with a cover of the Blondie classic Atomic, the Americans one of the imagined inspirations of the band listening to their music. Formed in 2007, the quintet grabbed attention by the neck with acclaimed debut album Red Light Fix, it and a rousing live presence which has only grown to this day with the band sharing stages with the likes of Korn, The Rasmus, Heaven’s Basements, Fozzy, InMe, and Reckless Love along the way and making potent appearances at festivals such as Download; there numerous times. Fair to say Gold Dust opened up a new strength of spotlight and support over the past few weeks with its thrilling stomp, success which the new single can only build upon and prompt again.

The Dirty Youth Cover Artwork_RingMaster Review   Just Move On moves in with a feisty nature and on a roll of rhythms from drummer Freddie Green, the sonic coaxing of guitarists Matt Bond and Luke Padfield no less a lure with their emerging cascade of riffs. Once in full view, the song settles into a robust stride lined by the throbbing bass bait of Leon Watkins, it all leading, once the superb vocals of Danni Monroe spring in, to a busy and eager roar of energy and sound. The rhythms continue to be as galvanic as the fiery delivery of Monroe, whilst sonically the track sizzles with infectious enterprise. The flowing flame of keys, also cast by Bond, only add to the warm and incendiary character and contagion of a song which alone is a powerful call to newcomers to check out The Dirty Youth further and indeed Gold Dust.

It is a brave move to cover a song like Atomic, it so well ingrained in the psyche and with a design that there is little you can do with without dissecting it down to its DNA. Nevertheless The Dirty Youth have taken it on and done a fine job. Admittedly they have simply given it their own voice rather than twist it to their own recipe, but it works well and provides a thoroughly enjoyable time.

If you have yet to join The Dirty Youth there are two very good reasons why you should via their new single, with Just Move On an especially compelling and inescapable argument.

Just Move On/Atomic is released November 13th via Transcend Music.

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Pete RingMaster 13/11/2015

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Malefice – Gravitas EP

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There is always a twinge of excitement when news of a new Malefice release breaks, having been hooked on them via debut album Entities back in 2007, and so it was with the announcement of new EP Gravitas. It was an appetite and anticipation more than forcibly fed by the brutal fury of a release. The EP sees the UK metallers at their most fearsome and uncompromising best. It is a beast of an adventure and assault; hard to say the band’s best rage yet but definitely there on the frontline of their finest moments.

The successor to last year’s V EP and third album Awaken the Tides two years before it, Gravitas finds Malefice going back to the sounds which they feel ignites and is the core of the band. Vocalist Dale Butler talked about the album recently saying, “After taking some time out from the band to do our own things and focus on our own lives we came back together not feeling as we had given all we have to give to Malefice… We spent a long booze-fuelled evening talking about what we want to do and what came out of that discussion is that we want to write music we like…We are going to back to what makes us Malefice and we’re gonna write some fucking heavy music to headbang to.“ There is no doubting their success in that, the release a merciless and inventive brute force but unafraid to vein and spear it with the melodic fire and imaginative tenacity which the band has equally become renowned for in British metal.

There is no escaping the primal fury and angry weight of the EP as opener Forsaken descends on ears with predatory riffs and rhythms, both aspects converging in one intrigue soaked stalking. It is a seriously intimidating proposal with effects teasing the skirting vocals, Butler eventually escaping their restraints to snarl venomously as the song moves into a new aspect of its hunt of the psyche. From that initial harrowing prowl, the track slips into a torrential charge of spicy grooves across cantankerous riffs and murderous rhythms. It is a gripping and savage violation, the guitars of Ben Symons and Andrew Wilson pure spite and invention in their rabid riffery and designs whilst the heavy handed swings of drummer James Pearly Cook are judge, jury, and executioner in their attack on the senses. Completed with the almost carnal tones of Tom Hynes’ bass, the track is a furnace of malice and unfussy yet pungent imagination.Cover

The cauldron of vocal ire and variety from Butler and band is just as feverishly addictive as the sounds brawling around them, second track Heroes providing more of their exploits in its own unique violation. A more merciful start fuelled by fiery melodic enterprise makes a ‘gentler’ welcome though the track is soon barging through ears with nagging riffs and unforgiving rhythms. It tempers and scythes across this tempest though with an outstanding haze of superb clean vocals and just as thick sonic expression, before exploring a mesmeric calm of evocative radiance and melodic charm. It is just the eye of the storm of course, the track soon back in vicious mood and ferocity. There is a feel of Fear Factory to it in some of its parts but ultimately this is a unique and thrilling exploration all of Malefice’s own making

Within a breath Escape is bawling over and brawling with ears, providing another distinct twist to the blaze of the release. Grooves seduce from the first second, scorching the raw and turbulent landscape of the song whilst another array of differing and complimenting vocal diversity grips the imagination giving more potency and depth to the track’s narrative. Swirling and savaging within its towering rhythmic walls, the track is a glorious trespass of senses and emotions.

Gravitas comes to a close with My Design, riffs hunting down the listener with pack like mentality as grooves sear air and flesh with their pestilential temptation and resourcefulness. As it expands and immerses the listener in its lyrical sufferance, the track is a riveting and skilled provocation but lacks the creative spark which ignites the other three tracks on the EP so magnificently. Nevertheless it is an assault drenched in what Malefice is all about, creatively threatening, destructively intense, and driven by pure passion, not forgetting irresistibly thrilling.

Gravitas is a scintillating slab of barbarous majesty reinforcing Malefice as one of the UK’s and Europe’s leading inventive metallers. Earlier we suggested a debate on whether this is the band’s best moment yet; another listen as we write though suggests it just might be and if not, anticipation that the forthcoming new album from Malefice will be is hard to shake off.

The Gravitas EP is available now via Transcend Music @  https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/gravitas-ep/id922130758

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RingMaster 04/11/2014

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Ferium – Reflections

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Parading a roaring muscular sound built from numerous metallic essences around a death metal spine, Israeli metallers Ferium more than lives up to the brewing buzz around them with debut album Reflections. Twelve slabs of creative brutality and imaginatively skilled endeavour, the release is a formidable and striking big step into the wider metal world, one which hits hard and impressively initially but only truly reveals its depths and strengths and those of the band across numerous exploits with its intrusive presence. The quintet delves into the rich wells of groove, technical, general extreme metal and more to enhance their core viciousness and persuasion, a fusion as proven by their first full-length which is something not exactly unique but definitely seizing attention and a hungry appetite as it starts setting its own path now and for the future.

Ferium was formed in 2006 taking initial inspirations of Pantera and Lamb Of God into their intent though that expanded over the years with influences from the likes of Textures, Gojira, and Death adding to the fuel driving their invention. Equally growing up in Haifa and the situation in their country has added depth to the lyrical and musical side of their emergence. The band does not directly or openly explore any aspect of the conflict and climate they grew within and felt personally but it is scenery which has brought a raw and uncompromising breath to their sound and presence. Their first release, The New Law EP in 2009 took the band into a strong spotlight at home and further afield, helping to lead Ferium to appearances at big home events such as Summer Carnage and Hallejujahas well as those abroad like Wacken 2009. Last year saw a more intensive time for the band, tours supporting The Agonist, Threat Signal, Mors Principium Est, and Dawn Heist around Europe and the UK following a show opening for Gojira in Israel. The end of 2013 was marked by the band signing a deal with Transcend Music and the worldwide distribution for the 2012 recorded Reflections, a release you sense could open up a highly receptive hunger for their presence.

Opening track By The Book lays an initial abrasive guitar coaxing upon the ears, a sonic wind brewing alongside it before being punctured Reflections Coverby the heavy probing rhythms of drummer Ron Amar. It is an intriguing start, one offering various options of where the song and album might go without revealing anything too soon. It is not long though before the drums increase their pressure, the bass of Yoni Biton closes in with dark intensive shadows, and the guitars of Elram Boxer and Guy Goldenberg sculpt a weave of tight grooves and searing riffs to transfix thoughts and emotions. With the harsh yet welcoming vocal abrasion of Tiran Ezra unleashing the first narrative, the track wakes up eager attention early, leading it into a magnetic fascination which in turn ignites the imagination. The thrilling song does not really explode at any point but is a constant blaze of invention and technical prowess which is stretched to more dramatic adventures across the album, in fact right away with DownHill From Nothing.

The second song entwines the ears in an infection fuelled groove from its first breath, the guitars seducing with full potency as bass and drums badger the senses into another swift submission. Again the vocals graze and roar with an unbridled causticity but only to accentuate the virulent lure of the song. The bass of Biton prowls and growls with understated but open ingenuity throughout the tempestuous offering yet it is the work of Boxer and Goldenberg which more often than not steals the focus upon the song, the melodies and emotive designs from their strings richly colouring song and imagination. Like the first it has an inescapable contagion to its enterprise and especially its grooved bait, and like its successor draws a greedy appetite for its invention.

Both The Very Existence and Mirror exploit an already eager attention with their individual persuasions, the first creating a weave of djent seeded technical manipulation with an almost thrash spawned antagonistic fury of death metal with metalcore bred essences. It is heavier and more intense than its predecessors without dismissing any of the melodically nurtured sonic exploration which marked their success. With a strong evocative ambience also washing the canvas of the song it is a thought provoking and longer to convince encounter, as is its successor though both refuse to relinquish the grip already seized by the release. The second of these two squall over and ravage the senses with again a stronger rabidity; vocally and rhythmically the track an abusive suasion whilst sonically it sears air and flesh, the combination another offering to feed the hunger inside.

The entrance of Side Effects is exceptional, an intimidating but irresistible gentle tempting from the guitars and the perfect lure into the spiteful aggression to follow. Its gait is almost stalking the ears whilst the outstanding bass hook and acidic guitar toxicity steals the passions below an unreserved rhythmic provocation. Its masterful adventure is replaced by the instrumental The Black Eyes, a piece ripe with classical keys elegance and scuzz surfaced energy. It is music which builds its size and intensity across its skilful narrative, inviting the imagination to cast its own tale though it is less successful with the passions especially with the bestial Lust Fool bursting in right away. It is a bear of a song, muscles holding sway within the black density and throat of the onslaught whilst the guitars lash and rhythms pummel the senses around the ever malicious vocals. It is a drama fuelled, adrenaline driven monstrosity of an encounter and thoroughly scintillating.

After the similarly predacious Caustic Value, an intrusion which easily feeds wants without lighting fires, the album takes another upturn with the brilliant Change Of Winds soon matched by Business On Demand. The first of the two romps with and dancing over ears and senses with grooves and jagged riffery from its first second, the track gnawing, jarring, and disorientating senses magnificently whilst Ezra riles syllables and tones for an equally malevolently textured assault, his variety in delivery a constant pleasure. The track twists and lurches wonderfully, all the time depleting energy and scything slices from the synapses until an exhausted pleasure lies in its wake, one soon re-energised by its successor. An open and familiar groove leads the way under the persistent cosh of rhythms and barracking riffs, the temptation recruiting full allegiance for the subsequent savagery vocally and musically which envelops the still dominant groove cast toxins.  Both tracks provide the pinnacle of the album and the band’s songwriting in brutality and epidemic seduction.

The album is concluded by Blood and its title track, the pair insatiable trespasses bringing an outstanding release to a mighty end, the first of the two an insidiously nasty demonic capture of ears and beyond whilst the last song simply churns up and suffocates emotions with mouthwatering invention and crippling intensity respectively. Wrapped in excellent artwork from Eliran Kantor (Hatebreed, Sodom, Atheist), Reflections is extreme metal of the highest order and shows Ferium as having the potential of forging truly major horizons ahead whilst giving a rather breath-taking treat for the now.

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9/10

RingMaster 07/04/2014

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Dead Harts: Born Into Rags To Die No Richer

Listening to Born Into Rags To Die No Richer, the new album from UK corrupters Dead Harts, is like being lashed until your synapses bleed and shrivel up then being given a sonic salt enema to those same open wounds. It is painful, it is blistering, it is maybe for some a violation too far, but it is equally fulfilling. Not for the faint hearted and where anger and spite are as devastating as a raging fire, the release just throws one into a tempest of malice and aggression driven by pleasure and satisfaction, for them and the listener.

The Sheffield based quintet certainly takes no prisoners or deals in elements of mercy, their mix of hardcore/punk/metal vehemence permeating every syllable and note for the deepest abrasive intrusion.  Founded in late 2009 and influenced by the likes of The Chariot, Norma Jean, and Gwen Stacy, the band has continually left a lingering mark in its wake, whether from playing alongside bands such as The Rhino, Heights, and While She Sleeps, recently taking Red Bull Jam apart and being the first of three finalists voted through to the live final this year, or their just completed highly successful tour of Russia. This is a band which musically refuses to take no for an answer, their sounds demand and receive, whether that is in kind or adulation.

Released through Transcend Music, the album rips the jugular apart from the off with the excellent All Washed Up. It is a relatively gentle first 10 seconds, a piece of misdirection before a sonic hand tears the barriers down and violently ignites the passions with venomous intent and caustic endeavour. Guitarists Josh Ward and Matt Pask manipulate and finger the senses with twisted riffs and scorched melodic incursions whilst vocalist Matthew Baxendale smoulders in his own acidic bile to unleash destructive squalls upon the ear. It is harsh and it is nasty but it only leaves a glowing grateful victim. Musically the band, song, and album come over as a sort of cross between Architects, While She Sleeps, and Gacys Thread, not necessarily something to rip the same size of hole in invention like it does in the ear, but certainly it is one of the freshest and ultimately enjoyable devastations to come along this year.

Smoke Wagons, the already recipient of acclaim through its video, storms with rage and intensity next. The drums of John Timson disorientate with craft and malice whilst bassist Zach McAdam prowls with all the belligerence of a wounded bear behind the again hypnotic and incendiary guitar strikes. It makes for a welcome yet vicious combat, a confrontation as wholly gratifying as it is corrosive and dehabilitating. As the song proves, Dead Harts do not create songs just with the intent of punishing and bringing the world to its knees either sonically or lyrically, they are also conjurations of songwriting which twist and turn with invention and enterprise, something which again makes the band feel different and fresh compared to many others of the same intention.

CTRL ALT Defeat and Perm Back And Sides both impressively rampage with riffs to send one staggering backwards before their sonic winds buckle the knees, both arguably less intensive in their open aggression but as extreme in passion and its deliverance, whilst Crooks is outrage given a mighty aural form. The track is raw energy and just as unpolished emotion, a crushing indictment to leave deep scars.

After the instrumental Interlude, Headhunter bears down on the senses from a great sonic height, its oppressive tone and insatiable hunger a sonic rape upon the ear but again most welcome and fully rewarding. It is a furnace of malicious invention which leaves the body shaking, ears ringing, and thoughts splattered against the remains of a skull crushed by the intensity. It is a brilliant challenge which leaves the closing track Caesar some task to follow. It does with ease of course, its disruptive array of undulating riffs and waspish sonics an unpredictable and mesmeric erosion to fall before with pleasure.

Born Into Rags To Die No Richer is a testing and wearing release but also one which leaves an undeniably pleasing smarting behind, a feeding sore glow from a band in Dead Harts, who show no reserve in letting out all their pent up anger and creative spite for our pleasure.

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RingMaster 26/10/2012

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