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Misleading Album-Title… the 8th Deadly Sin - 86%

bayern, January 13th, 2021

Once a sinner, always a sinner… there goes the saying since time immemorial; one that fully applies for the bassist/vocalist Ignazio Nicastro and the drummer Danilo Ficicchia, both coming with their plates full of sins from the still operational modern post-thrashers Eversin, now jumping on the retro thrash wagon for a more or less radical change with this new formation…

yes, you read correctly, this “Filthgrinder” here contains no grind, and cradles no blacky filth, but is reverentially oriented towards the classic thrash canons, lulling initially all the soldiers on the metal… sorry, battle field with the lyrical acoustic instrumental “Soldados”, before smacking the short but fairly stylish title-track, a restless impetuous shredder with great melodic licks and leads, the shouty not very melodic tirades of Nicastro trying their best to aggrandize the environment. Well, the latter’s efforts will remain on the sideline, but it’s entirely his fault as he has chosen the gifted axeman Guiseppe Taormina (also the power metallers Crimson Wind) as the third sinner in this collaboration. The man comes very close to stealing the show on “Post Apocalypse Breed” with a pleiad of delectable pyrotechnics, this number easily reaching prog-thrash heights with the wide range of twists and turns.

This lofty template doesn’t get followed stringently later, but the band retain the intrigue with more aggressive bursting but still engaging cuts (“So Old, so Cold”, “Iconoclast”), providing the requisite fodder for the headbangers who will also have a meaningful field day on the more complex surreal but pretty dynamic delight “Angel of Silence”. The pedestrian not very exciting cover of Megadeth’s “Peace Sell…” is hardly the best sequel to this interesting “silent angel”, but rest assured that this can’t possibly be the end which comes in the form of the entertaining roller-coaster “Of Magma and War”, a versatile composition with again more than just a few progressive pretensions.

The best of both worlds? Almost, although one may wish for an even more accentuated technical/progressive song-writing provided that the guys do display this side of theirs, quite frequently at that. The urgent immediacy served in the middle ensures the high-octane mosh, and it could be viewed some kind of a respite, too, before the band embark on another couple of ambitious vortexes in the second half, the mentioned cover a not very convincing reverential nod. The crystal-clear sound quality nicely facilitates the band’s vision which should continue generating positive results later even if left in its current, relatively well balanced “direct vs. technical” form…

and, needless to add, it works way better than the rudimentary modernisms on the Eversin efforts. I personally have the sneaking feeling that Nicastro is trying to capture the magic of Fuoco Fatuo. “What the hell is that?” Very simple: a ghostly light in European folklore that is said to lure travelers to their death… or in other words, this was the name of the first outfit with which the man hit the underground early in the new millennium, with reportedly a mind-stimulating brand of progressive power/thrash reflected in two demos and a full-length (“Our Elegy”, 2006)… yeah, it’s a bit hard to believe that said Eversin stint is the follow-up to this promising elegy… but not to worry, we have Xenos now, and things seem ghostly and contrived once again. No filth, no grind; the way of the clean, neat and tidy classic thrash soldado.