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Estalló el tiempo del metal - 100%

Condor_Lord, August 15th, 2005

It's truly hard to do a "Luchando por el Metal" (FIghting for metal) review without drooling all over the keyboard... words can't properly describe the magnitude of this masterpiece of South American metal.

V8's debut album is the definition of aggressive heavy metal, as it is the product of a true and deep artistic feeling towards such forms of music, cause this album was made by people truly living it: the signs of military and police repression of a brutal dictatorship, the disgust towards the pansy resignment of a weak youth, the pain of eventual personal unrealization under the forced third world fate to the working class, among not few other situations. And V8's music was just all that, transformed into the brutality of heavy metal, of actual living heavy metal -just try to check the video footage of the infamous B. A. Rock festival, where V8 stood for metal as few have ever done, and you'll see what I mean-.

This album starts out with what's supposed to be a V8 engine (it's actually a Torino, but who the fuck can tell the difference?) and then it jumps to an impressive fast piece under the name of "Destrucción" (Destruction); a song that can actually be the perfect outlet of all the previously described feelings of discomfort. It's opening vocal line ("Ya no creo en nadie, ya no creo en ti, ya no creo en nada porque nadie cree en mi" - I don't translate them to avoid killing its feeling), pounded by its main riff, are without a doubt the reasons it is a classic in Argentina. Under this vein you can find many other songs in the album, as the anti hippie anthems Tiempos metálicos (Metallic times) and Brigadas metálicas (Metallic brigades), which is the best song here by far; or Hiena de metal (Metal hyena) or Torturador (Torturer), all these tracks are great examples of solid fast heavy metal with a deep thrashy feeling.

Other songs on the album do pretty interesting efforts in developing -not copying- the band's influences, as the Sabbathesque "Si puedes vencer al temor" (If you can defeat fear), a doom metal song that rapidly turns into a brutal thrashy discharge; or the Motörhead-like "Parcas sangrientas" (Bloody reapers).

The level of all four members in this album is beyond awesome, no one fails to deliver. Just to underline the best moments, check out the basslines of "Parcas Sangrientas" and "Muy cansado estoy" (I'm very tired), the drumming in "Ángeles de las tinieblas" (Twilight Angels), the guitar riffs in "Si puedes vencer al temor" (notably the three breaks between the slow and the fast part) and in "Torturador" (incredible work here), the voice in Brigadas Metálicas and the solos in all the album (Civile was a solo genius).

The lyrics portray all the feelings I described at the beginning, even if the titles may suggest cheesy late Manowar-like lines. It's actually the total opposite: the lyrics in the album are a honest rebellious message against the hostile world where they were made, "Muy cansado estoy" being the greatest effort in this field. As a classic heavy metal album this is, classic metal themes such as the occult appear here in several tracks, notably in "Si puedes...". Now, "Torturador" has some pretty weird lyrics that apparently are directed to Civile's dentist... they are quite funny, but as weird as they get.

Truly a classic, get this and I guarantee you it won't leave your stereo for months.