Revenge Be Mine

Yawn. Yet another album that starts with a completely unnecessary spoken part. Thank you! It's over strikingly fast, though, switching into a real thick bass line accompanied with doomish instrumentation, if played a little fast. It's still heavy though, but unfortunately it's put together with bad stoner-influenced vocals.

It's the kind where you always hear that he just can't sing, but he doesn't care. There's absolutely no range to lessen the monotonous sound. Instead there's a nasal voice to make it even worse. Calling the vocals forced is akin to pour a half-pint of petrol into your car and hope it will be enough for a week. Hissing "Whe-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-en Jesus die" just doesn't do it to me.

I'd rather have the tracks instrumental, as the music itself is perfectly enjoyable, at perfect headbanging tempo with many interesting riffs and wicked leads. The problem is that they always use the same sound, so that the songs get too similar. In deed it's the kind of album for which one holds the forward button depressed as the vocals are filtered out, and the music works just as fine as before. Production-wise I should however not complain. Perhaps they should've tried a voice-improver à la Dave Mustaine... No, there are albums doing everything Blackened does and they do it so much better - or with so much better vocals, at least. Into the bin!