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L’ennesimo capolavoro dei cinque cannibali americani era stato annunciato come un lavoro molto diverso dai suoi predecessori: dopo un mediocre “Vile” ci si aspettava un ritorno in grande stile dei nostri, che a quanto pareva non riuscivano più a riprendersi dopo la botta causata dalla dipartita del grande Chris Barnes, andato a fondare il suo gruppo, i “Six Feet Under”, dopo aver dato alla luce insieme agli altri quattro individui capolavori e capisaldi del Brutal quali il violentissimo “Tomb Of The Mutilated” e il geniale “The Bleeding” che segnò l’ultima, gran prestazione del gruppo fino a questo “Gallery Of Suicide” del 1998.
L’attesa spasmodica, quindi, aveva dato luogo ad una serie d’acclamazioni e complimenti, quando le note di “I Will Kill You” entrarono per la prima volta nelle orecchie d’ascoltatori antropofagi vogliosi di carne umana.
Non è un caso che “Gallery Of Suicide” sia stato collocato tra i migliori album Brutal dell’anno 1998: il Black Metal stava ricalcando la strada del successo apertasi circa tre anni prima, il Death Metal risentiva di un periodo di crisi causato proprio dalla diffusione del Black, i Death del compianto Chuck si avviavano allo scioglimento, i Morbid Angel avevano pubblicato da un anno l’appena sufficiente “Formulas Fatal To The Flesh” e, soprattutto, i “cugini”, i più grandi nemici (musicalmente) dei Cannibal Corpse, gli altrettanto (o addirittura superiori, secondo me) validi Suffocation si erano sciolti l’anno precedente, lasciando in testimonianza solamente il ricordo del meraviglioso EP “Despise The Sun” e dei bei tempi andati.
Non è un caso, dunque, che ogni nuova notizia riguardante i Cannibal fosse benvenuta. E “Gallery Of Suicide” è un disco che, ai tempi, fece esclamare ai deathsters: ”Sì, cazzo, i Cannibal sono tornati!”.
Sono tornati, e più in forma che mai: conferma sonora n’è la già citata opener “I Will Kill You”, che fa riprendere i Cannibal da dove li avevamo lasciati: Pat O’Brien, già nei Nevermore, ha portato alla band quella manciata di tecnica in più che serviva per raggiungere livelli impensati, essendo già i passati cd una gran dimostrazione di virtuosismo, mentre George Fisher, l’impressionante cantante ex-Monstrosity, si eleva una spanna sopra il pur ottimo Chris: non più un growl monotono, sempre della stessa cupezza, ma un’estensione vocale che va dal growl più cupo e assassino fino ad uno screaming di natura quasi Black, passando per una tonalità che ricorda inequivocabilmente Bret Hoffman dei Malevolent Creation (sentite l’urlo alla Bret, sempre sull’opener).
La tecnica è elevatissima, concentrata perlopiù nelle mani dei due fenomenali chitarristi e dell’incredibile bassista, mentre alla batteria troviamo un comunque ottimo Paul Nonsocomesiscrive: la produzione, eseguita da Jim Morris, è semplicemente impeccabile, offre suoni limpidi e chiari pur mantenendo una fortissima componente tritatutto. I geniali riffs, tecnicissimi e sempre al servizio della brutalità più estrema, suonati in maniera impeccabile da O’Brien e Owens, si succedono senza sosta, seguiti da Alex Webster (ormai ho esaurito gli aggettivi per lui…) che ne fa di tutte i colori dietro alle cinque corde, ed un Paul Mazurkiewicz (potrei aver sbagliato a scrivere il cognome) che offre un drumming spesso elementare, mai troppo elaborato ma comunque puntuale e molto preciso.
Ecco quindi, dopo l’incedere dell’opener, arrivare altre tredici stupende perle di brutalità, tra cui segnalo la violentissima “Blood Drenched Execution”, la onirica title-track, la fenomenale strumentale “From Skin To Liquid”, che inizialmente ricorda molto le parti di chitarra melodica sentite sul capolavoro “Destroy Erase Improve” dei Meshuggah per poi far spuntare tra i riffs i Suffocation di “Pierced From Within”, e tutte le altre, che più di essere descritte dovrebbero solo essere ascoltate.
I Cannibal Corpse (e soprattutto Alex Webster) sono più in forma che mai, e solo questo ne giustificherebbe l’acquisto! Ottimo materiale suonato alla megliodicosìnonsipuòproprio: cos’altro aspettate?!
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01 I Will Kill You (02:47)
Bleed from my pain
Revenge on treacherous snakes
They will pay
Slicing my flesh
Sculptured wounds my catharsis
I will stain
Into the heart
Needle injects gasoline
Convulsions
The one that they betrayed
Has made them this way
Plagued by the bastards
I will kill you
Killed by my rage
Scream at my face
The grisly scars went un avenged
Until know
Deep in the hole
You are gagged and scream aloud
But unheard
Choke on your vomit
You watch your hands cut off
Then your legs
The one that you betrayed
Will kill you this way
Scarred by the bastards
I will kill you
Killed by my rage
I must kill you
Into the throat
The scalpel slices
Warm blood sprays out
The gushing entices
Pull out your heart
And let you watch
Shove in your mouth
Then stab your crotch
I watch your agony
I am released from years of pain
You death averted my becoming insane
You are dead, I have killed you
02 Disposal of the Body (01:54)
[music, lyrics: Webster]
[vocal patterns: Fisher, Webster]
The basement incinerator
Is where they'll put the head
Hose the floor and clean the room
Anywhere they bled
Into boxes go the bags
Fill the space with rocks
In the dark of night
He throws them off the docks
Rotting in the river
Never to be found
Under tons of concrete
Deep beneath the ground
From behind he grabs his mouth
The blade goes to his neck
Bulging veins pumping blood
He struggles to protect
If you don't cut open the stomach
The corpse will rise and float
The victim is discovered dead
Rotting organs bloat
The killer chops the body
With a scalpel and an axe
The parts are then drained
And put into the sacks
Grab the neck, Slit the throat, take the life
Hang the corpse - Prepare to drain the blood
Bone saw, meat cleaver, filleting knife
Carve the corpse - Dissect him in the tub
Smash the teeth, slice off scars, crush the bones
With a crowbar - scrape off all tattoos
If you don't cut open the stomach
The corpse will rise and float
The victim is discovered dead
Rotting organs bloat
The killer chops the body
With a scalpel and an axe
The parts are then drained
And put into the sacks
Chunks of a skull
Sawn in half bones
Body is found
Killer unknown
[Solo - Owen]
03 Sentenced to Burn (03:07)
[music, lyrics: Webster]
[vocal patterns: Fisher, Webster]
Follow the one
Evil masked in pride
Charisma to lead
Speeches laced with hate
Leading the dense
The bovine human herd
Inherently stupid
The fools deserve this fate
Warfare begins
Cities are ablaze
Tortured screams
Skin turning black
Carbonization
They will all burn
Mass execution
They will all die
Burning the world
And all of it's life
Throwing all the people
In a pit of fire
Watching the sheep
Gathering to die
Followers in life
Follow to the grave
Follow the one
Evil masked in pride
Charisma to lead
Speeches laced with hate
Leading the dense
The bovine human herd
Inherently stupid
The fools deserve this fate
Warfare begins
Cities are ablaze
Tortured screams
Skin turning black
Carbonization
They will all burn
Mass execution
They will all die
Pile the bodies
Set them aflame
The human race
Sentenced to burn
Burning flesh
Miasma of their death
Civilisation
It is destroyed
Pits of corpses
Unholy grave of war
Hanging victims
Guilty of free thought
Warfare begins
Cities are ablaze
Tortured screams
Skin turning black
Carbonization
They will all burn
Mass execution
They will all die
Pile the bodies
Set them aflame
The human race
Sentenced to burn
Pile the bodies
Set them aflame
The human race
Sentenced to burn
War of fire shred their souls
Burn in hell doomsday's toll
Failed to see the trap they laid
Demagogues lead them into the flames
[Solo - Owen]
Pile the bodies
Set them aflame
The human race
Sentenced to burn
Pile the bodies
Set them aflame
The human race
Sentenced to burn
05 Gallery of Suicide (03:56)
Into the abyss, perpetual and torturous
The gallery of suicide, internal torment
Archaic carcasses, displayed degeneracy
Once within these walls a life of death will be unleashed
Forever dying are the dead, countless bleeding heads
Cadavers splattered red from the self-slicing of necks
Stenching maggot filled bodies, skulls and bones rot away
The slaughtered souls that chose to die, enveloped in death
Darkness is the only light, suicide the way
Hideous forms of human death, mounds of flesh slowly decay
Embrace the horrid nature, carnage on display
Pain never felt
Enslaved inside this massive grave
Life, evil fate
Only slaves to death can survive this place
Die, perdition
Penance in putrid decadence
Dead miscreants
Enter the decrepit necropolis
Lurid interment in the hellish abattoir
Impetuosity and horror, after-life is tortured
Entrails, guts, and blood is this museums decor
Blood, impiety
Chastened are the sanguinary
Purge, radical
They perish, the victims of vagary
Vile tragedy
With great vehemence the hapless died
Kill, suicide
Serrated blades assist in destiny
Death opened the gallery
Sarcophagus
Ecstasy in suffering
Imprecation
[Solo - Owen]
Blood, impiety
Chastened are the sanguinary
Purge, radical
They perish, the victims of vagary
06 Dismembered and Molested (01:54)
[music: Webster, Owen]
[lyrics: Webster]
[vocal patterns: Fisher]
Sever the limbs
Decapitate
Yank out the teeth
Then masturbate
Pounding the face
Ejaculate
My darkest needs
I satiate
Bathe in blood
Wallow in bile
Tear out the heart
Victim defiled
Sever the limbs
Decapitate
Yank out the teeth
Then masturbate
Pounding the face
Ejaculate
Entrails slip through my fingers
As I sift through her innards
My body rigid with goose bumps
My erection growing stronger
I put my cock into the carcass
My climax can wait no longer
Expectorate my seed of hate
Onto her mutilated corpse
Sever the limbs
Decapitate
Yank out the teeth
Then masturbate
Pounding the face
Ejaculate
My darkest needs
I satiate
Bathe in blood
Wallow in bile
Tear out the heart
Victim defiled
11 Headless (02:22)
[music: Webster]
[lyrics: Mazurkiewicz]
[vocal patters: Fisher, Mazurkiewicz]
Drawn to an act of complete domination
Violent urges of decapitation
Premeditated murder, invidious
Soon she will be vanquished, insidious
Headless
Headless
Headless
Abscission of her head is what I'm craving
I will become her homicidal savior
Headless
Headless
Headless
Headless
Tainting of the mind, need to obliterate
Inhumanity, desire to decolate
Utmost frustration or totally insane
Either way, in my hands, I will crush her brain
Tainting of the mind, need to obliterate
Inhumanity, desire to decolate
Utmost frustration or totally insane
Either way, in my hands, I will crush her brain
Preparing for medieval demise
A make-shift guillotine out of burcher knives
I'll watch her body quiver from the chaos
Peel off her face and frantically chew her eyes
She finally enters my dwelling of sin
It'll be done in a matter of minutes
As I embrace her for one last single time
In horror I realize, death is mine
I feel the cold blade pierce the back of my neck
The blood spews incessantly, flooding my face
Convulsions and spasms as life fades away
Ironically, I'm the one with no head
Headless
Headless
13 Centuries of Torment (04:05)
[music, lyrics: Webster]
[vocal patterns: Webster, Fisher]
Generations
Denying penance
Eternal life reborn
Time and time again
Deny
Salvation
I refuse it
I will not be saved
Return to human form
Murder
Heartless
Bestial
I kill
Without
Pity for victims with untrue gods
My instinct will push beyond
Feelings like guilt, remorse or mercy
My flesh holds a soul of
Generations
Denying virtue
Eternal hate reborn
Time and time again
Defy
Redemption
Spit upon it
My soul they cannot claim
Return to kill again
Butcher
Unclean
Spirit
Searching
Hunting
Another life to maim and kill
A beast with brutal will
Lifetimes spent on a quest for blood
And with my death it does not end
Evil reborn for eternity
Centuries of torment
I will not be saved
[Solo - O'Brien]
When I die
They beg me to repent
I refuse
I return
The past forgotten but evil innate
They have lost
They will not be saved
They will die
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Di AR (Anonima Recensori)
"Un capolavoro. Con questa parola definisco 'Gallery of Suicide', ennesimo lavoro della grandiosa Death\Brutal band americana."
"Con questo album i cannibali sono risorti nel mare magnum del Death Metal dopo che Chris Barnes, ex vocalist, si è accasato con la sua nuova band death 'Six Feet Under'."
