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"Undoing Ruin" è il quinto album dei Darkest Hour, gruppo americano pesantemente influenzato dal metal europeo, anzi scandinavo, anzi SVEDESE direi...
L'album in questione nelle prime battute suona come un palese tributo a "Slaugher Of The Soul", suonato con la stessa perizia tecnica ma con maggiore attitudine thrash. Lo screaming acido e diretto del cantante John Henry si accosta bene ai chitarrismi di Mike Schleibaum e del guitar-virtuoso Kris Norris mentre il bravo batterista Ryan Parrish insieme al bassista Paul Burnette scandisce incessanti ritmi molto vicini al death metal made in sweden.
Un album abbastanza diretto, senza una produzione ingigantita all'inverosimile come oggi in molti casi si usa. Il disco parte con "A thousand Words To Say..." a mio parere una delle song meglio riuscite insieme a "Sound The Surrender" e "Tranquil" pezzi che emergono anche grazie alle eccellenti composizioni e ai soli di ispirazione neo-classica del lead guitarist Kris, dotato di grande tecnica. Degno di nota lo stacco acustico centrale, cioè la traccia numero 5 "Pathos", un minuto e qualcosa di ripresa da ritmiche serrate e scream (niente emo, non preoccupatevi).
Un buon album, che di certo non brilla per originalità, un ottimo gruppo che dal vivo rende molto (almeno secondo chi scrive_rock in idro '05). Sicuramente un ascolto lo merita!
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02 Convalescence (04:12)
it's been a long night waiting to sleep the day
away and it's been a long time coming along with
me every step of the way oh confinement binds
you and nothing scares me nothing thrills me i've
fooled myself into believing that nothing ails me
nothing kills me and stagnant time is a breeding
ground for regrets and wrongdoings and resolutions
take their time that's if they come at
all always seeking redemption through the echoes
i've listened and still came up missing these
wounds will heal and nothing can stop me now
03 This Will Outlive Us (03:48)
Gone are the days of evasion
existence is how you create it
what ever compels you to keep on
embrace it so long as the missing piece of the puzzle
split down the middle
we had better
prepare ourselves for perpetual winter
why do we do this to ourselves continuous
escape a living hell like those other lovers hidden under the covers
it’s so empty in the arms of another
see what you’ve done
you’re irresistible with your sordid stories the morbid glory of it all
remember when times were worth celebrating
pour the wine for the fallen friends and foes singing in unison
my hell is a blank piece of paper
staring back at me
my hell is wasted potential haunting me
04 Sound the Surrender (03:41)
This moment marks the severing of senses comatose distinctions
the gathering of flies on a irrational mind filled with broken conviction
I’ve seen how lies take form in your eyes
your suspicious ways followed a hollow gaze
you fucking left me to rot
but one day you’ll see first hand how I’ve paid for your biggest mistake
sound the surrender
embraced in vain
what will you gain from this
what will you lose
secrets hidden behind your back
your silence it serenades deceit
secrets hidden behind your back
your forever ideal fantasy
sound the surrender
you have gained all
you could from this
sound the surrender
but you’ve lost only one
06 Low (03:04)
Injected venom sucking the life from us away for eighty days
it’s white noise just white noise
staying awake for the music’s sake
they say they listen but never hear a thing
mass deception illusion deception
we say they listen to white noise
can this really be our time
are we found to find the line
disillusion me again
can we really be the only ones who see this charade
the meaning is fleeting
all these egos competing
searching for an identity through the series of misleading
disillusion me again
08 District Divided (02:28)
We are the expatriated
our fate cards have played us
neighbors displaced us
we’ve seen that these demographics are targets
shot down by the market
I’ve felt the wrath of the greedy
now complete with more monsters
I’ve seen the needs of a city completely ignored
surrounded by vultures
we are the sons and the daughters
expecting betrayal
neglecting out passions
we know your plans don’t include us
that’s why we’ve made our own destroyers of culture
insatiable their appetite
the gluttons who consumed their way to the top
09 These Fevered Times (03:09)
My heart’s been racing with my mind to the finish line of these fevered times
stuck down again
this turbulence has overcome
tranquility pounding the walls inside these thoughts
I can’t control and shooting through my veins
these heightened senses overwhelming
confusion replaces clarity
a neurotic rearrangement
you know the feeling when down feels up to
it’s old tricks again
so misleading when it hits like a ton of bricks to the chest
out of breath on the bathroom floor
and I’ll make light of this night and night of this day
it’s what I tell myself to sleep when I dream myself awake
10 Paradise (03:44)
After midnight’s glow and morning’s gloom has settled in its self-inflicted sense of self-loathing
waking up from the longest dream
where we’re all running away
it’s a sobering experience
still sinking still spinning still hanging by a thread
I’ve been thinking I’ll stop wasting the days away and make life worth living
controlling these demons and stopping sirens from screaming
lapsing in and out of this great escape
a love-hate relationship
we’re all stuck in our ways
and as we drown everyday we revel in our self-indulgence
and wonder why we feel so trapped in our bodies
in out rooms in out cities with our words
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