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Overkill - Necroshine
Overkill continue to make records at an alarming pace, all the more admirable given the technical
production wizardry flowing throughout this electro but not electro post-thrash feast. Managing to
sound organic and machine-buffed at once, Overkill continue to prove their mastery of craft,
dishing out crisp guitars and crisp drums, over crisp disciplined songs that contain more than
their fair share of mortality, a byproduct perhaps of Bobby "Blitz" Ellesworth's recent bouts with
nasal cancer. But again, there's a paradox between the obvious layering and the often stripped
power metal feel that can remind one of Metal Church at times. More than anything though, this is
a clinic in production perfection. The fans will care, and like Flotsam, new folks might continue
the blank stares. Strange franchise.
Puya - Fundamental
Here's another one of those jarring fusions between seeming disparate n'er twain shall meets.
Picture Latin horn-driven swing 'n' samba, crossed with the party flavours of Sublime crossed once
more with the warm, down-tuned guitar hardcore of Nothingface, Vision Of Disorder and Coal
Chamber. Slipping stealth-like in the night between these dynamics, Puerto Rico's Puya create a
rum blend that is wildly entertaining, although considerably limited to my soft Canadian ears,
given that most of it is in Spanish. But the band doesn't stop there, juggling all these balls
with a jazzprog ethic (even the metal: think a less hectic version of Meshuggah) that is quite
amazing to behold. I can't help hear a bit of trendy hip-hopped Everlast in all this, and even a
whiff of System Of A Down, but all in all, it's a pretty cool monster that has been spliced and
diced for your channel-surfing confused consumption.
Mindset - A Bullet For Cinderella
If this very cool band's '97 debut rocked heavy, if a little clumsily, like a groovy, Korn-funked
Rage Against The Machine, A Bullet For Cinderella has somehow decided to buck trends and go for
the mensa metal mindset jugular. For verily, these Virginia Beach conundrums have delivered a
turbo-riffed brainfest akin to a band we all miss, Soundgarden. I'm not sure if it's the new
guitarist that has caused this amazing transformation, but something's lit a fire under this band,
propelling them through to some amazing power chorded arrangements and attendant vocal hooks. Same
producers as the debut which is also odd, given this record's creamy, power-assisted
electro-glide. Every song's a fresh new trip, every second song an infection, every third a raging
holler-out ecstatic anthem. For some reason, I'm reminded of that under-rated Hansdsome record
from '97, plus all the things about Tool no one understands, and none of the obvious trendy bits.
Highly viable alternative metal that ever so calmily picks a new verdant niche. Plus they sorta
look like The Stranglers.
Hard Reviews Part 2