Music Reviews

Artist: Black December
Title: Vol 1
Format: CD
Label: Metropolis (@)
Rated: *****
Opening a debut album by a song title "With this Ending", whose drum session is closer to the one of Unkle's "Burn My Shadow" and singing style of Eric "16Volt" Powell could vaguely surmise a crossbreed between the "rhythmical" style by System of a Down's Daron Malakian and the hoarse voice by Metallica's James Hetfield (particularly on songs like "The Slag", the visceral hammering of "The Division Of Hate" or the catchy "I Don't Even Know You", where Eric gets closer to the poisoned suadence of Reznor's abrasive style), could be meaningful and well-wishing after the appeal for active listening, implcitly inserted at the end of the rabidly spiteful song ("oh I'm never gonna be shit/I'm gonna never make shit/listen to me listen to me", the final strophe of "With this Ending"). So I accept the appeal and go over a really incendiary album, which got well amalgamated around a series of more or less conventional weaponry of heavy industrial rock supposedly occult sciences, that often becomes hardening glue of armored compounds. I don't really enjoyed the softened ones ("This Is Not The New" - a title which could let you think that it's in all their interest to be aware of it... - or the following "It Just Feels Right"), while the pointed stick that jettisoned on other moments of the album, particularly those ones when the synth inoculation are clearer, are more interesting. Take this first ring of three announced acts as it is. They will hopefully play more original and similarly sinewy stuff than the one they've shot on this first act.

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