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From Point: The End |
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This is the end, beautiful friend… The result's the same, only the routes have changed. The latest from the obviously troubled Canadian's is a lesson in dread… a true musical abstraction that abstracts the very soul from your body and does something with it too graphic for mere words… As the name would indicate, the outcome is bleak at best and the means that they take to arrive at such aren't for the weak. I'm trying awfully hard not to have to repeat this album title so from here on in, "It" will have to do. And "it" is not a bad way to begin as what I'm hearing is an exercise in pure aggression and a total obliteration of anything remotely melodious-the thought of this being created by mere human hands is almost unthinkable-but if we're going to try, how about rhythm-less noise circa Voi Vod in their own darker days? There are more twists, turns and exit wounds than most of anything's that's been put to tape so far. Progressive / Hard Core is a good place to "begin" when getting a fix for what The End is about-and where we go from there I'm not sure I'll be around long enough to reveal-yet there's so much more-sudden time changes, dodgy tempos that range from gentle and subdued to furious and frustrated… theirs is a style that's been increasingly growing from the slowly building list of avant-garde Metal bands, or maybe "Emo-Core" is the popular moniker we're going by these days-and who said everything's been done before? Whatever they are, The End comes across as something a little more than just your average HC/Metal outfit and a little less than what we consider technically "progressive" instrumentally dominant bands. "It" sparsely incorporates industrialized techniques now and again for atmosphere (or the decay thereof) but the overall style is instrumentally secure, if not clean and conditioned. The words are incomprehensible; the song structures a blur of intricacies, settling for nowhere particular, just carrying forth in whatever direction their will leads them. It's a fancy record without being pretty-surrounded by an elegant demo-like ferocity, sometimes tranquil, oftentimes brutal and altogether appalling, The End are becoming fast masters in the fine art of nerve damage! Released by Re-Define Records Review by Vinnie Apicella
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