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ALBUM REVIEW: WESTERN MASSACRE

Monday, June 18th, 2012

Freedom Through Violence (Self-Released)

 

One of the reasons metal is one of the most vital forms of music is that the permutations of sub-genres is never ending. The seed of a new style often begins as a kernel of an idea in one kid’s mind, sitting in his room wood-shedding. From there bands form around incorporating new approaches to existing ideas and influences to craft new music. Such is the case with WESTERN MASSACRE and their delivery which is described as “death groove”. The brutality of CANNIBAL CORPSE and JUNGLE ROT mixed with the mood and attitude of PANTERA, LAMB OF GOD or SEPULTURA is what we found on their full length Freedom Through Violence.

From the first notes of “Steel Casket” one thing is clear, these guys can bring the heaviness. Harsh guttural vocals fill your ears with dread while down-tuned riffs pummel your brain. Not only does this song have great sense of rhythm, but has a melo-death influence that many of the bands coming out of the Massachusetts scene tend to have. The band is as unrelenting musically as they are catchy, as proven by the hints PANTERA-esque southern licks that pop up here and there. Guitarists Kyle Leary and Chad Hoag shred all day long and will give the guitar geeks much to talk about. The second track “Brazilian Carnival” brings more of the same wrought iron chords and savage beats. Drummer Jeff Greene does a nice job behind the kit of blending his syncopated, off-time hits and fills with his impressive double bass work. For a band to make this match of styles work and be tight, the drummer has to hold it down and Greene does so at all times. Vocalist Matt Lentner seems like he’s gonna tear his own throat out on occasion, channeling Satan with is crazy high screams. The end of the song has a mosh part/outro solo/last riff motif is one that many bands would envy writing. “Facelift” starts off with more of the tough-guy mosh parts, but then adds this unique textural guitar theme that blew me away. From there you get a straight ahead face melter worthy of most modern metal bands. Once again you have two guys on guitar praying to the alter of DIMEBAG DARRELL at times with inventive playing, and slick ear candy. “Roadhouse” sounds like the bastard child of LoG and a beastly deathcore band, complete with sick blast-beats and scream along chorus. To change things up a bit “Blood and Stone” opens with a solid thrash riff, before transforming all HULK-like into a brutal deathcore song. Even bassist Nate Larsen gets to step out of his supporting role and throw down some tasty riffs. Next comes their eponymous song, full of galloping riffs and blind raging fury. Other top tracks on the album include “Defector” and the final song which is the epic title track. By cleverly writing original songs with this much brutality and flavor, this is a band we will be hearing from for a long time. You can buy their album from their website here.

WESTERN MASSACRE-Killer music makers.

GRADE: B+

by Keith (Keefy) Chachkes

 

 

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BLACK TUSK

Tuesday, May 25th, 2010

BLACK TUSK
Taste the Sin (Relapse)

Definitely a Relapse band following in the sasquatch-size footsteps of HIGH ON FIRE, MASTODON, and ALABAMA THUNDERPUSSY, Savannah, GA’s BLACK TUSK bring the riffery proper on Taste the Sin. No pauses for serene interludes, no ambient fucking about; just big, bad, and drunkenly belligerent southern fried metal explosiveness.
The opening moments of “Embrace the Madness” represent the first of many indications of BLACK TUSK’s locomotive chugging HIGH ON FIRE approach, that is, when they aren’t recklessly driving down gravel roads previously travelled by an earlier incarnation of MASTODON.

Not to make it sound as though BLACK TUSK is without an identity (certainly not the case), it is the multitude of fantastic smoke-charred riffs and the dexterously concrete-busting drumming (kind of like the spirit of John Bonham reincarnated as a psychotic unfrozen caveman) that reminds of the greatness of those aforementioned riff hounds. With roaring and scream-edged vocals, seemingly delivered with a shit-eating grin, a slight punk vibe, and plenty of southern metal grooves, Taste the Sin charges out of the gate like an enraged bull and doesn’t stop until every last innocent bystander has been trampled to death. On occasion, one will hear the style crossed with later period BLACK FLAG, most noticeably on “Way of Horse and Bow,” a most appealing blend and one that conjures visions of patrol cars speeding after an inebriated parole absconder as he careens around a sharp curve down a one-way street….the wrong way!

Is the picture becoming clearer now? Perhaps only as clear as BLACK TUSK’s alcohol-fueled, thrashed up and burning pummel will allow. Taste the Sin is one album that nary a critic will forget when compiling a 2010 “top albums list.” Get it? Get it!

Scott Alisoglu

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