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Non c'è tempo per divagazioni ambient-strumentali, per cazzeggiamenti riflessivi e per seghe mentali di universitarelli frocetti pseudo-colti capaci di sollevare solo un paio di chili di libri ed il loro uccello per pisciare, che non hanno mai lavorato un giorno in vita loro o stati in mezzo alla strada a contatto con uno tra i nemici più duri e spaventosi: la realtà. Quelli che ci troviamo davanti sono 4 incazzatissimi pitbull della "miglior" specie, perfettamente forgiati in strada e pronti ad azzannarci in pieno volto e a non lasciare mai la presa. Hard-Core new school, di matrice newyorkese: niente a che fare quindi con etichette o band post-core e simili, solo voglia di maciullare e "grindare" tutto nella maniera più istintiva e brada possibile. Senza falsi sensazionalismi, non ho dubbi nell'affermare che gli HateBreed sono realmente una delle bands più aggressive ed incazzate degli ultimi anni: immaginatevi la violenza della quale solo gli Slayer possono essere maestri, combinata con il groove schiaccia-sassi dell'hard-core e quindi di bands come Madball, primi Sick of it all, Agnostic Front, Pro-Pain, Biohazard, ecc. Un misto tra hard-core e thrash metal insomma, dove la componente leggermente predominante è la prima e dove non si deve essere necessariamente patiti e dentro la scena hard-core per apprezzare la proposta degli HateBreed.
Una band che si è guadagnata il loro posto all'interno della scena praticamente senza promozioni o appoggi particolari, solo tramite dura gavetta e diffondendo la parola show dopo show, metodo "mouth-to-mouth". La band è capitanata da un certo Jamey Jasta, uno dei nomi di punta della scena hard-core e suo fedelissimo supporter. La sua voce è quanto di più incazzato abbia mai sentito, talmente incazzatache ci si domanda come una persona possa accumulare tanta frustrazione giorno ordinario dopo giorno, da tramutare in tutta quella rabbia esplosiva senza prendere un attimo di respiro. Immaginate Clubber Lang (ovvero Mr. T) in "Rocky III": quando ci si trova davanti avversari cresciuti in strada come lui, ci si domanda a che sia servita tutta la gavetta nei posti ben riscaldati ed attrezzati. Quando ci si trova davanti Clubber Lang, o in questo caso gli HateBreed, è meglio dimenticarsi ciò che si è imparato perchè presto verrà spazzato via dalla loro furia incontenibile. 32 minuti scarsi di musica questo "The Rise..." (il "Reign in Blood" dell'hard-core), che riesce ad essere più che sufficiente e a soddisfare ogni desiderio di sfogo, data la carica di questi HateBreed.
Tutte le tracce sono ottime, e si susseguono una dopo l'altra senza una minima parvenza di compromesso, tutte fottutamente genuine e dirette in pieno viso. Quelle che spiccano di più sono l'hit "This Is Now" (con i suoi chorus catchy, manifesto di volontà e di azione), "Facing What Consumes You", "Doomsayer" (con un riffone finale che ricorda la parte finale di "Davidian" dei Machine Head ai loro tempi d'oro, prima che diventassero delle zoccolette del trend e del music biz), "Straight To Your Face". La produzione del disco è veramente ottima, compressa, omogenea ed ovviamente potentissima, che rende merito al 100% alla musica, sfruttando le potenzialità delle canzoni in pieno. Il suono generale del disco può benissimo ricordare quello del caposaldo dei Pantera "Vulgar Display Of Power". L'attitudine di questi 4 figli di puttana è autentica e priva di orpelli, quindi se siete delle sensibili pussies porpora-pinte che vanno avanti con le frange più gay dell'heavy music, è meglio che continuate a stare alla larga da bands come gli HateBreed. Ma se siete amanti delle sonorità heavy con un'attitudine più che sincera e dove non è necessario l'uso del cervello ma del pugno, della volontà e dell'uccello, sapete a chi chiedere aiuto.
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01 Tear It Down (01:47)
TEAR IT DOWN NOW
How much more can you possibly take?
How many battles can you lose in one day?
Who is the source of all your pain
And how do you ever plan to be unrestrained?
How much longer? How much more?
Until you gain some self respect.
For once, just stand the fuck up and fight!
Confront and shatter everything that stands in your way.
Every burden every source of strife.
TEAR IT DOWN
Every cage every fucking vice.
TEAR IT DOWN
Distorted notions of who you are.
TEAR IT DOWN
Imposed values and beliefs.
TEAR IT DOWN
TEAR IT DOWN NOW
03 Facing What Consumes You (03:29)
Facing what consumes you is the only way to be free
Released from those poisonous fears
Resurrected once and for all
You want me to hold my tongue
Then why the fuck am i here?
You want me to bottle my rage
Cause you never had the heart to say what i say
My life, my body, my pride.
You have no opinion, no right
I've built myself nothing like you
My refusal is my way of life
Doubt me, hate me
You're the inpiration i need
My life, my body, my pride
You have no say
My life, my body, my pride
You don't have say
Facing what consumes you is the only way to be free
Though I'm still far from perfection
I stay relevant, I'm still vigilante
I have so much more to say
I have so much more to fight for
I've used your lack of insiration
As my awakening, its my ability to live forever
By my own command
To be Vehement, remain confident
Doubt me, Hate me
You're the inspiration i need
You're all the inspiration i need
Your doubt, it fuels me
Your hate, it drives me
The challenge ignites me
You make me fight harder
04 Live for This (02:50)
Let's go!
Live for this, Live, Live
Live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
If you don't live for something, You'll die for nothing
Through the best and the worst
The struggle and sacrifice
For the true who've remained and the new blood
Motivation, undying allegiance
Striving through the hardships and affliction
Every drop of blood, Every bitter tear, Every bead of sweat
I live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
Live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
If you don't live for something you'll die for nothing
What we have are not possessions we own
It's not weighed by greed or personal gain
This is real a desire for freedom
A place apart from a world in abandon
Every drop of blood, Every bitter tear, Every bead of sweat
I live for this
Live for this, Live, Live
If you don't live for something you'll die for nothing.
I live for this.
Every drop of blood, Every bitter tear, Every bead of sweat
I live for this
05 Doomsayer (03:23)
Your doom awaits you
Selfish ones who think this world revolves for them
Around their games and illusions
They give nothing but their hands are always out to take
I wish you misery now, desolation
Cast down, defeated, never to rise
Cast down, defeated, never to rise again
Wallow in your hypocrisy
You want respect but you'll never earn it
Condemned to your heresy
You want respect but you'll never earn it
Now you live out your blasphemy
You want respect but you haven't done a thing to earn it
I'll be your doomsayer, motherfucker
Your doom awaits you
Cast down, defeated, never to rise
Cast down, defeated, never to rise again
Wallow in your hypocrisy
You want respect but you'll never earn it
Condemned to your heresy
You want respect but you'll never earn it
Your life is a fantasy
You want respect but you'll never earn it
Now you live out your blasphemy
You want respect but you never done shit to earn it
your doom awaits you
08 Beholder of Justice (02:44)
In this very moment, agony exists
Unbeknowst to an unforgiving force
Some pray, some bed, without consolation
The pure lie beneath us while the scum walk the earth
Why can't we heal them
Why can't we see them
Can we keep hoping, no one knows for sure
Blamelessly renouncing, guilt has no bearing
I must believe that there is a better way
Beholder of justice
Who have you abandoned
Beholder of justice
Why have you forgotten us
Why, why have you forgotten us
Why, why must the innocent die
If I could reverse this I swear I would
I would take the pain away, I swear to you
Broken souls and misery it seems we're too far gone
Now we can only ask and wish for our complete redemption
Beholder of justice
Who have you abandoned
Beholder of justice
Why have you forgotten us
Why, does such innocence suffer
While the evil prospers
Why, beholder of justice
Why have you forgotten us
How can I stand by your judgement
10 Voice of Contention (02:27)
If they said they knew the truth
They lie
No one said my faith wouldn't be questioned
Been driven to the brink
Because the truth is too hard to accept
When you face your mortal enemy
Who ever said I need you, lied
Who ever said you knew the truth, lied
Who ever thought they knew my faith, lied
And if they think they know now, they fucking lie.
They lie
Where are all your answers now
That you've been calledout
I kneel down and mourn for what we had
I can't be there for you now
Hear my voice of contention
It's sad you made me this way
Hear my voice of contention
It's so hard to see this end
Who ever said I need you, lied
Who ever said you knew the truth, lied
Who ever thought they knew my faith, lied
And if they think they know now, they fucking lie.
You think you know the truth
You lie
Where are all your answers now
That you've been calledout
I kneel down and mourn for what we had
I can't be there for you now
11 Choose or Be Chosen (01:39)
The time has come to deny your ways
To rid ourselves of the parasites
Shedding dead weight, reclaiming what's ours
Taking each moment with force again
No crosses to bear, no time to be wasted
A fearless approach to oppression
A constant attack to never retreat from
With no other choice but resistence
What will it take
You must choose or be chosen for
What will is take
Choose or be chosen
Its all that we ask, for what we demand
The decisions we make we will live by
Proving your weakness
Denouncing your claims
Your feeble attempts to demean us
What more can you do, You're against the wall
Your lies will be heard for the last time
Say what you will it's only in vain
This is that justice I fought to attain
What will it take
You must choose or be chosen for
What will is take
Choose or be chosen
What will it take
You must choose or be chosen for
What will is take
Choose or be chosen
What will it take
Choose, choose
What will it take
Choose, choose
Choose or be chosen
12 Confide in No One (02:42)
Give me something real
Give me back those years
Give me peave of mind
Give me something more
Strength, to deny you
Trust, in my instincts
Breathe, when I'm drowning
Life, when I'm lying dead
Hearts, mend the pieces
Dreams, have been shattered
Love crucified, forgiveness denied
Strength, to deny you
Trust, in my instincts
Breathe, when I'm drowning
Life, when I'm lying dead
Hearts, mend the pieces
Dreams, have been shattered
Love crucified, forgiveness denied
Give me something real
Give me back those years
Give me peave of mind
Give me something more
I confide in no one
Strength, to deny you
Trust, in my instincts
Breathe, when I'm drowning
Life, when I'm lying dead
Hearts, mend the pieces
Dreams, have been shattered
Love crucified, forgiveness denied
The betrayal, so hard for the victim to fathom
Burn every word, every page, every letter
Confide in no one
Confide in nothing
No one, no one
Confide in no one
No one
Give me something real
Give me back those years
Give me peave of mind
Give me something more
13 Bound to Violence (02:21)
Bound to violence
Gagged by pain
Drowned in self-regret
This grief is the sentence you face
Incomplete, you've lost your way
Struggling with rationale
In a world so cold and bleak
How could this be a place for you?
Bound to violence
Gagged by pain
Drowned in self-regret
This grief is the sentence you face
You're bound to violence
Bound, bound, bound to violence
Gagged, gagged, gagged by pain
Drowned, drowned in self-regret
And this grief
Bound to violence
Violence begets violence
Pain begets pain
Haunted by a dying hope
Subconsciously needing the agony
When will you face this?
Why do you run?
How will you ever heal
If you've lost the ability to feel?
Bound to violence
Gagged by pain
Drowned in self-regret
This grief is the sentence you face
You're bound to violence
Bound, bound, bound to violence
Gagged, gagged, gagged by pain
Drowned, drowned in self-regret
And this grief
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