As stated
on my Facebook last week, these past two Fridays have been pretty dry for
releases, so I’m putting them in the same post together. Still only three
albums, but what can you do?
Ithaca – The
Language of Injury
9/10
Best Tracks: New Covenant, Impulse Crush, Gilt
FFO: Rolo Tomassi, Palm Reader, Employed To Serve
Here’s a
band that know how to push my buttons. Any breakdown which utilises discords
like The Dillinger Escape Plan will make me go weak at the knees. If that kind
of stuff is for you, this album is for you as well.
Whilst it
has it’s roots in hardcore, what’s most impressive about Ithaca’s debut record
is the flawlessness of the integration of so many different influences. Take
the opening track, New Covenant, for
example; it’s a song which begins with pounding drums and distant screamed
vocals buried under an ocean of guitar feedback, before transitioning into a
verse which flirts simultaneously with Mastodon, Oathbreaker, and Rolo Tomassi
in the space of 30 seconds. It then kicks into an Employed To Serve-style riff peppered
with fiery guitar licks, and the song ends with then an even nastier breakdown
which could’ve come straight off a Code Orange record. And that’s just one
song. Similarly to Vein’s Errorzone
last year, this amalgam of influence never feels gratuitous in that The Language of Injury is a
Frankenstein’s monster of an album; a plethora of brilliant styles intricately
sown together to create a wholly original beast.
The real
stunner on the record comes in the form of the penultimate track - Gilt. Songs like Impulse Crush and Slow
Negative Order are fantastic as blasts of technically-minded hardcore
brilliance, but Gilt makes them seem
like simply the starting point for Ithaca. It’s where the Rolo Tomassi
influence can be heard most obviously, with an eerily beautiful clean-vocal
passage sandwiched between hulking, spiteful, screaming verses. The track makes
it apparent that the band’s potential isn’t quite fulfilled yet, and that’s a
very exciting prospect.
Holy Roar
Records, to put it bluntly, have been on a mad one as of late. They’ve
established themselves as the bastions of heavy music in the UK, showcasing the
youngest and brightest talent this nation has to offer on an almost weekly
basis. It’s absolutely no surprise at all that their latest release is as good
as this. In the grand scheme of things, this album has pushed Ithaca up a
level, and they are a wonderful addition to the ever-growing British metal
scene. The Language of Injury is not
only a damn strong debut, but also my album of the week(s).
Queen Zee – Queen
Zee
6/10
Best Tracks: Lucy Fur, Victim Age, I Hate Your New
Boyfriend
FFO: Cabbage, Petrol Girls, FIDLAR
I first
encountered Queen Zee (or Queen Zee and The Sasstones, as they were called
then) when they supported Marmozets on their UK tour in 2017. I was impressed
by their live performance, loving their brand of snotty, rough-around-the-edges
punk with lyrics concerning a total disregard for gender norms and disdain for
ex-partners. However, I’ve since felt that they’ve been unable to transplant
the same energy onto their recorded content.
Whilst I
still feel the same is true of their self-titled debut, there’s no denying that
the passion put into this album comes across fantastically. From the sarcastic,
tongue-in-cheek lyrics and vocal delivery to the treble-heavy guitar tones
marrying some beefy basslines, Queen Zee
showcases a great grasp of the band’s genre - Lucy Fur and I Hate Your New
Boyfriend standing out in particular as good old-fashioned scrappy,
shout-along punk anthems. Where the record falls flat, unfortunately, is on the
clunky songwriting of tracks like Porno
and Hunger Pains. Something about a
few of these songs feels incomplete, in a way; a theme which almost ends up
enveloping the album as a whole. Still, it likely won’t mar the experience for
you if you’re looking for a collection of solidly raucous punk-rock tunes (and
also if you’ve got some strong feelings about gender roles).
Maestus – Deliquesce
8/10
Best Tracks: Deliquesce, Knell of Solemnity
FFO: Bell Witch, Pallbearer, Paradise Lost
This album
was only recently recommended to me, and I was slightly skeptical when the
first track lead in with a grand piano. However, as soon as Deliquesce kicks in, it traps you under
it’s spell and refuses to set you free until the end of the final song.
This second
album from Oregon’s Maestus is a blackened doom epic which almost manages to
transcend the limitations of its form through sheer cinematic scope. The
utilisation of strings, keys, and synths across the canvas of this album is
brilliant, weaving in and out of the villainously heavy guitars and percussion
flawlessly. The vocals are reminiscent of what I imagine Conjurer and Behemoth
would sound like wading through a swamp carrying anvils on their backs. It’s a
seriously weighty record, evoking bleak imagery not unlike the album artwork
itself; this is the album that Charon probably listens to as he rows damned
souls across the river Styx.
To somebody
unfamiliar with doom metal, a four-track album lasting 50 minutes may look a
little daunting, but I’d urge you to give this Maestus LP a fair chance – it’ll
hold your attention more readily than you might think.
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