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The
suits (read: jeans and sneakers) at Ferret may just be
getting their shit together. Scoring this deal with the British
label Siege of Amida is bound to bring them some of that respect
they lost in my house after releasing a few lame ass releases. A
Static Lullaby? Gimme a break. From Autumn to Ashes?
Booooriiinnngggg. Funeral for a Friend? Where is my fucking
pillow? And please hand me my shotgun while you are at it.
Lovehatehero? I hated that album and loved the fact that never
since I reviewed it have I been forced to listen to it. And The
Red Death may be nothing original. Nothing at fucking all. But
at least what they do they do in cocksure fashion, with spiteful
rage and admirable skills, with shiny power, bold attitude and
unconcealed violence.
Not to be a
total dick but if In Flames sounded today at least a little bit
like The Red Death I’d like them more. From the famous Swedes
these New Yawkers have taken many lessons; first of all they’ve
learned how to replicate In Flames’ dynamics. The Red
Death’s metal is the kind of melodic thrash influenced death
metal that was given bloody birth in Gothenburg and that has
spread through the world like last Summer’s wildfire in
California. It’s neat to hear such enthusiasm; and even neater
to hear these blazing riffs one second execrating melody from
nasty corners and the next one pushing up for speed as if that
was what melodic death metal was all about. Love the blast beats
on “Static Divide”, a mighty cut bound to rip a hole in the
jeans of six hundred and sixty six of Hot Topic’s most loyal
customers. Yes, The Red Death sound quite merciless,
even toward their core fanbase.
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