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(Honorable
Mention) Napalm Death - Smear Campaign
Century Media Records
Napalm death recently celebrated
their 20th anniversary as a band. How, then, can they continue to
produce such high-level, punk-inflected grindcore? Barney Greenway
sounds just as pissed off as he did on "Fear, Emptiness, Despair."
The guitars of Shane Embury and Mitch Harris still buzz with an evil
electricity. Danny Herrera violently pounds his skins while some
n00b who is 30 years his junior flubs songs in his Hawthorne Heights
cover band. Despite all of this, Smear Campaign managed to sell a
disrespectful 1,355 copies during its first week, placing somewhere in
between Dry Kill Logic and Diecast, whose albums appeared
simultaneously. For shame, people. The only reason this
shows up in the "Honorable Mention" category is that the rest of the
world is smarter than we are and bought more copies.
5. Agalloch
- Ashes Against the Grain
The End Records
I suppose I could be tainted in
my opinion about this album because my introduction to it was their
video for "Not Unlike the Waves," which finds the members of Portland's Agalloch performing amongst the scenic backdrop of a snowy mountain
forest. Truth be told, the whole goddamned album is like that,
reeking of lush, expansive, frigid nature. The mental pictures I
got from this disc were very clearly defined to this preset (song titles
like "This White Mountain On Which You Will Die" help out some), and I'm
just not sure if it was because of the video that I saw first.
Based on their earlier output, this is a more thoroughly thought-out
album, with better, cleaner production.
Either way, it's a fanTAStic record that most folks need to hear.
4.
MUCC - Gokusai
Universal Records
The title of the CD translates to "varicolored,"
which is the perfect way to describe MUCC's latest. Each song
blazes with a different take on heavy rock, from pan flute accents to
double-bass drumming to down-tuned heaviness. I've never really
been a huge fan of these guys in the past, but Gokusai pushes them into
a rarified air of challenging yet accessible music, managing to please
many fans of different genres of music. This is absolutely
stunning stuff.
3.
Gojira - From Mars to Sirius
Prosthetic Records
Totally reminds me of old-school death metal with
huge double-bass stomps, crushing chords and heavy vocals. Totally
reminds me of the resurgence of metal with crisp, huge production,
off-time signatures, a strong sense of melody and tremendous song
writing. In short, it's really hard to make a more perfect metal
album than this one. This is like mid-'90s Morbid Angel meets
current-era Mastodon. It's phenomenal on all aspects, but a bit
long-winded and full of itself for its own good.
2.
Silent Civilian - Rebirth of the Temple
Mediaskare Records
The demise of Spineshank
probably wasn't much of an issue for most folks. I'm sure they saw
it as yet another nu-metal band gone by the by, victim to various
circumstances that we probably could have predicted. And while
most of those dissolved nu-metallers went on to form crap like Lo-Pro or
Army of Anyone, Jonny Santos assembled Silent Civilian, a metal band
whose prowess behind their frontman reminds me of the leap from Coal
Chamber to Devildriver. Santos absolutely shreds behind the axe
(something I never saw him do in Spineshank), and the music reminds me
of Trivium before they decided to become Metallica, Jr. Yes, it's
commercially-accessible metal, but these cats do it RIGHT, straight down
to the politically-charged lyrics.
1. The Acacia Strain - The Dead Walk
Prosthetic Records
The perfect introduction to a
whole new breed of metalcore, or, as the press releases say "purveyors
of all things heavy." This is an unbelievably apt description of
The Acacia Strain as I'm certain that had I seen these
dudes when they came to town, I'd have seen their guitar strings hanging
limply from the necks because they'd been tuned so low (just FYI, but
they tune to C#, which is like two and a half steps lower than normal
tuning). The bass
drum hits like a dead fist on frozen flesh. My speakers openly
weep when I begin to play this album because of its sheer weight and
surround-popping, leaden production. Great lyrics like "I don't
mean any disrespect/But I hope you get buried alive" and "I want to
destroy something beautiful" are always bonuses. Standout
production, terrifically competent musicianship, instant musical
immersion (a good warning sign for The Dead Walk would be
"Warning: Severe Rock Reactions") and a complete lack of media
attention. Hands down the heaviest album I've ever heard, plus I
could put about six of the songs on my faves playlist and spin them
without worry. Sounds like a winner for GG's T52k6 if you ask me.
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