Label; Satanath Records
(country of origin; The Philippines)
Intriguingly chaotic, raw, old school thrash/death.
Label; Artnoir Productions
(country of origin; Sweden)
A release you can virtually melt into. Both epic and mesmerizing.
Highly recommended for fans of Opeth, Swallow the Sun and plodding doom/death acts such as Mourning Beloveth.
Label; Covenant Productions
(country of origin; Paraguay)
Hardly speed, not at all thrash and nowhere even remotely close to death metal this is raw, unapologetic, in-your-face rock with a heavy dose of ‘pissed off punk’ attitude, a smidgen of rockabilly all accompanied by grooves you can sink your teeth into and bang yer head to.
Label; Metal Blade Records
(country of origin; Germany)
In the first track I detect a very slight Annihilator vibe amidst a cavalcade of adrenaline fueled, fluid (fun?) riffs. I can’t help but also feel another very distinct presence, that of bay area thrashers Exodus. I would swear this was ‘Souza’ singing if I was blindfolded but I’m not and the similarity is just plain eerie (using the track Shadow Walker as the prime example here).
The music itself, searing speedy passages, traditional thrash breakdowns, more than effective tempo changes and blistering solos, vividly display that Exumer haven’t lost ‘it’ in the slightest. Although I’ve yet to experience any of their previous efforts I’m enjoying this immensely. This makes me ponder whether is this their finest hour, should I delve deep into their back catalogue expecting the same level of quality, surely the band’s longevity means something, right?
If you are anything like me, an Exumer ‘virgin’ if you will, this is a great place to start. Discover Exumer with me, in fact I highly recommend a trip into thrash past and more than a few spins of this in particular to whet that curious appetite.
Label; F.D.A Rekotz
(country of origin; USA)
And disappoint it does not! Present are the trademark head noddin’ riffs, solid drumming salvo and Speckmann’s (unique) growl. In fact, the whole damn album could easily fuel a feverish pit for its entirety.
Not in the slightest genre defining or even ground breaking this is just a solid death album with lots of rhythm that’s so damn catchy you may harken back to a vintage Mad Max movie and a genius digit slicing Frisbee device. Essentially…this is both brutal and catchy!
My apologies for a couple of reviews (in this installment) that ‘raneth over’ somewhat, I got a little excited.