Se vi piace il Death Metal, non possono non piacervi i Malevolent Creation. “The Ten Commandments” è l’album che segna ufficialmente il debutto musicale del quintetto. E che debutto!
Prima di tutto occorre però chiarire un paio di cose: la prima è che siamo a Tampa,in Florida, la Terra del Death Metal, nel prospero anno di (s) grazia 1991, con tutte le conseguenze ed importanti eventi musicali che ogni deathster dovrebbe conoscere; la seconda cosa è che non siamo di fronte ad un gruppetto d’adolescenti incazzati e incapaci, ma siamo di fronte ai Malevolent Creation, tuttora considerati storia e leggenda del Death Metal, che con questo debut album segnano quello che probabilmente sarebbe stato considerato unanimemente l’episodio più felice e ispirato della loro carriera, insieme all’eccellente “The Will To Kill”.
Mentre solitamente, per quanto riguarda il debut album, si va incontro alla band, che solitamente presenta più influenze esterne di quante dovrebbero essercene e presenta un songwriting poco originale, per i Malevolent si fa una piacevole eccezione (oddio, i primi Morbid Angel e Slayer appaiono a sprazzi qua e là, ma niente di troppo influente), poiché il geniale chitarrista “italiano” Phil Fasciana, scrittore di tutti i riffs dell’album, è più ispirato che mai e seriamente intenzionato a far vedere a tutti che solitamente nel panorama Death Metal sono fortemente critici verso i “pivelli”,che il suo gruppo ha i controcazzi e vuol segnare con quest’album la sua prima comparsa e contemporaneamente conferma all’interno del panorama del Metallus Mortis.
Lo stile nel songwriting è particolarissimo e originalissimo, parti di velocità pura che sanno molto di Thrash si alternano a mid tempos più lenti e ben caratterizzati, grazie ad un buon batterista, Mark Simpson,che viene prontamente accompagnato da un bassista, Jason Blachowicz, che, nonostante suoni col plettro (e solo questo tende a screditarlo), sa la sua in materia, seguendo i riffs velocissimi eseguiti a velocità supersoniche dal “muro di suono” Fasciana/Juszkiewicz. Il cantante Bret Hoffman (sarà parente delle asce dei Deicide?Mah) sorvola il paesaggio con la sua voce particolarissima,che tende a spiazzare i deathsters più accaniti per la mancanza di un growl vero e proprio, essendo più orientata ad uno “screaming cupo” (scusate l’ossimoro,ma on saprei come altro definirla!) anziché ad una voce bassa, monotono e cavernosa.
La voce, appunto: è meno “pesante” rispetto a quella degli altri mostri sacri del genere (Death, Morbid Angel, Sepultura, Cannibal Corpse, Deicide, Suffocation et similia) ed è proprio per questo che l’album risulta assai più digeribile e leggero delle altre uscite contemporanee in ambito Death.
La produzione è semplicemente perfetta anche se leggermente incentrata sulle chitarre e sulla voce, non a caso eseguita dal maestro assoluto Scott Burns, garanzia di qualità, pulizia dei suoni e basso, quando non più udibile delle chitarre, almeno molto più che percepibile (Scotty è l’unico a capire quanto sia importante questo strumento per ottenere un suono completo, rotondo e compatto in ambito Death Metal).
I dieci pezzi/comandamenti contenuti qui dentro sono autentici inni al Death Metal nonché pezzi storici della band che ancora oggi figurano in bella vista nelle scalette live del gruppo, dall’oscura opener “Memorial Arrangements” alla storica “Premature Burial”, fino all’ultima, conclusiva title-track del gruppo, ”Malevolent Creation”, passando per capolavori quali “Remnants Of Withered Decay”, ”Multiple Stab Wounds”, ”Thou Shall Kill!” e ”Decadence Within”, tanto per elencare le migliori, ma non aspettatevi cali di qualità: non c’è un minimo segno di cedimento o calo fino a quando le note di “Malevolent Creation” si spegneranno progressivamente nelle vostre soddisfatte orecchie.
Capolavoro, insomma, ma anche manifesto del Death Metal meno “spaccatutto” e growler: ed è proprio per questo che mi sento di consigliare questo lavoro anche a chi non è avvezzo al genere, che, dopo essersi fatto il “callo” al timpano, potrà passare a sonorità notevolmente più pesanti, violente e meno assimilabili (leggesi: Cannibal Corpse…).
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04 Multiple Stab Wounds (03:34)
Honed adge of deceasement, carving the sign of evil bliss.
Body left perforated, innocent victim of a twisted sickness.
Face slashed beyond recognition, broken pieces fall form the skull.
Intestinally punctured, bleeding internally.
Bursting shocks of pain, exceed.
Subsequent mutilation, violence infests in a man.
Leaves him burning with anger, outburst from hell.
Suffer with every dying twitch, gored remains of the human shell.
No one left to hear your cries, burcher's soul fails to be satisfied.
Psychotic, deranged, abominated.
Multiple stab wounds, malefic incarnated.
Termination's tool bites unwilling flesh.
Infinite blood can never, can never quench.
Painful suffering attacks the mortal sie of real life.
Conscience hears only words advising it to strike.
Alliance with the blade, obsession bores into the mind.
Trail of violence without end, string of corpses left behind.
To avoid the capture of your many mentors.
Forever slicing life to sustain your own.
Burning sensation inflicted.
Leaving the body lacerated and bruised.
Emotions transpired as rage, leaving multiple stab wounds.
Overcome by the malevolence, deprived of an end without pain.
Corpse lies in an alley with inflictions, to rest you pray.
Psychotic, deranged, abominated.
Multiple stab wounds, malefic incarnated.
Termination's tool bites unwilling flesh.
Infinite blood can never, can never quench.
A soul infested with nihilist beliefs leaves it burning abhorred.
Evil intentions covered with disgust, possession undertakes its bloody chore.
Final strike of the mayhemic knife, as he lay gasping.
To become one with the ground.
The last to look upon his eyes is the next to adorn the assasin's crown.
05 Impaled Existence (03:25)
[`90 Demo Version]
Passing of black, looms over the entity,
Ill omen surrounding all positive thought.
The words of pain trickling off his tongue,
To hear him say this world is done.
Condemnation for the doomsayer,
The raking of hell's garden cultivates no prayer.
He laughs at the unholy blessing of terror,
Fermented in your mind.
Craving an end to existence,
Fleeing life's pleas of surviving,
The winds taste of death,
Set souls free.
Clouds impregnated, with the lust of despair.
Demons congregate, on the eve of strike.
Heaven is dormant, deaf to all cries.
Desperate fools will never find Christ.
Hateful spite lunges from the throat.
Spat upon helpless beings of peace.
Looming in the corridors that lie between time.
This world's broken neck grasped in his hands.
Dark secrets unlocked by a verbal key.
Promises once mocked are fulfilled fatalities precede.
Screams distorted with blood.
Reverberate through vacated lives.
Punished for ignorance.
Extinction is your sentence.
07 Sacrificial Annihilation (03:24)
Bone marrow twisted, white sockets shattered,
Black flesh blistered, hungry maggots grow fatter.
Tendons snap, cartilage corroding.
Contorted muscles flap, clotted blood flowing.
Circumstances beyond that of your feeble minds.
Helpless victims scream in fear, for they know of their finds.
Carcasses lie piled, some gaping, some rotted.
Yellow pus dripping, putrid and hottened.
Bluing flesh quivers, loosened and bloated.
Final stage of death, rigor mortis unfolded.
Faces of white staring right through you.
This hellish sight knows you're its own fool.
Your hell.
Odor of carrion is thick in the air.
Puddles of mucous, flesh starts to tear.
Innolation intruding on your body and souls.
Immoral adoration, extinction takes its toll.
Viewing this onslaught before me.
Its beauty is soo f**king rare.
Take one look and you will see.
Devastation wrought with precision and care.
From his fist, swift death is dealt.
Your head up your ass, much pain is felt.
Body all twitching, brain nerves dead,
In a flick of his eyes, your maker's met.
Sacrificial, sacrificial, sacrificial, annihilation (X3)
Sacrificial annihilation.
Panic has stricken, stiff bodies abound.
Your need to escape, but the means are not found.
Tiny little flesh creatures flee for their lives.
From the plasm he returns, now it's time to die.
Sacrificial, sacrificial, sacrificial, annihilation (X3)
Sacrificial annihilation.
Mutilation, asphyxiation, dying by my grasp.
Futile moves made by you to stop me in my tracks.
Don't you know now as your limbs grow cold.
I am your destruction.
Sacrificial annihilation.
08 Decadence Within (04:21)
Cruor falls upon a disobedient time.
Holocaust claims the weak and feeble lives.
Sickness wells, bursting within.
No escape from the bludgeon, except to give in.
Deep depression enters your mind.
Premeditated oppression conquers all thought.
Striving with little reason to be.
A wretched subject of this cryptocracy.
The wreath which is weaving, woven full of lies.
Bore out of teachery, it snuffs out your cries.
Spawn on this Earth, to bring out suffering.
Avaricious hunger fulfills its voracious legacy.
A say we don't have, where it's written we shall.
Your life stripped away, destined to fall.
Wanting to die for your faith.
Everything you are is laid to waste.
Blood falls free from your open wounds.
Sets souls free to complete doom.
Dying and killing for your crimes.
Forever your eyes are smitten blind.
Economical structure falls from our grasp.
Just the beginning to the core that's now cracked.
Fractures inflict the corporate level.
Wickedness infest life's everyday drivel, drivel.
Cities lie fallen, broken with disgust.
Citizens mangled with deceit and mistrust.
Crimson tide swells, flowing through the streets.
Decadence, the swift end that you will meet.
Eyes blackened blind to these lustful crimes.
Decency falters and is all left behind.
Nothing left for your, except fear for the world.
Evil abounds as the darkness unfurls.
Can't see no reason for what really matters.
Nothing on this planet can outlast it.
Cold outstretched hands reach for the sky.
Decadence surrounds all that will die.
Decadence, despair falls on your faith.
Why doesn't God hear your prayers?
Decadence remains the only thing for you.
Self pity and denial, play you for its fool.
Evil takes your life, beckon to its call.
Evil claims your souls, laughing at its fall.
Laughing as you fall.
10 Malevolent Creation (05:30)
Awaken in sweat, my skin chilled and cold.
May have seen my own death, but can't see what I know.
Attemp to piece it together, illusions of the mind.
Dark starts to alter formations of my find.
Fulmination termination of your life to be.
Malignant euseration that the body cannot flee.
Lachessis upon you signing your epitaph.
Extinction of humanity is far too much to grasp.
Malevolent hatred of life, seeing death fall from the sky.
Resisting the view from my eyes,
Receiving pleasure from watching you die.
Martyrdomic terror flash through yellowed eyes,
Purgatoric laughter fills your hallowed cries.
We are all participants of this malevolent creation.
Streaks of red flying through your tortured mind.
Crowds of undead trying to see unheard crimes.
Blasphemy achieving sadistic malicious intent.
Society is hanging on to greed and selfish threads.
Insidious demon debilitating all souls.
Warmongers infiltrating, blood heavily flows.
Ravenous leaders try to determine our fate.
To these gluttonous regimes we must assassinate.
Malevolent hatred of life, seeing death fall from the sky.
Resisting the view from my eyes,
Receiving pleasure from watching you die.
Martyrdomic terror flash through yellowed eyes,
Purgatoric laughter fills your hallowed cries.
No one can destroy this malevolent creation.
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Di Insect_Reject
Una vera e propria mazzata tra capo e collo, nonché un must per tutti gli amanti del Death Metal e dell'Extreme Metal tutto.
Le ritmiche, furiose e violente, sono intervallate in certi momenti da brevi ma violenti stacchi mosh che fanno scuotere forsennatamente la testa.
