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Che disco! Cattiveria thrash allo stato puro. Basterebbe questo per definire il primo album dei 5 svedesi, ma visto l’importanza di questo album e la posizione nella storia thrash recente che occupa, vi introduco in quello che è considerato il miglior album della loro discografia.
I The Haunted nascono nel 1996 dalle ceneri dei mitici At The Gates, per volere dei fratelli Anders e Jonas Björler insieme con il batterista Adrian Erlandsson (ora in forza ai Cradle of Filth). Il combo si completa con Peter Dolving (praticamente un pazzo scatenato alla voce) e il chitarrista Patrik Jensen (che insieme ad Anders costituisce uno dei migliori guitar duo del metal degli ultimi 10 anni).
Osannato come uno dei più grandi capolavori dello swedish thrash metal degli ultimi 10 anni (insieme ai primi lavori di Soil Work, Darkane e Carnal Forge), esce nel 1998 sotto la Earache il loro album omonimo. La grande forza di questo album è data dalla fusione che la band riesce a compiere tra lo stile thrash anni ’80 (alla Slayer per intenderci) con l’attitudine death/thrash alla At The Gates. Forse proprio le influenze derivanti dalle ultime composizioni degli At The Gates non fanno raggiungere a questo album il massimo dei voti, il motivo è l’ovvia ombra che incombe ma che, fortunatamente, non rende le composizioni meno originali. C’è qualcosa che (per i puristi) sa di già sentito, ma di non precisamente identificabile e certamente ben amalgamato in tutte le parti delle songs. La compattezza delle canzoni è fuori ogni discussione e la cattiveria di riffs e della sezione ritmica pure. Se dovessi consigliare un album thrash tra quelli dell’ultimo decennio sicuramente come primo consiglierei questo.
Senza entrare nel dettaglio delle singole canzoni, posso attestare, tra le migliori che compongono l’album: "Hate Song", "Chasm", "Bullet Hole" e "Shattered" (anche se le altre non sono da meno). Per quanto riguarda il genere di canzoni proposte, siamo di fronte a 12 autentiche sfuriate thrash ricche di riffs velocissimi, con un lavoro di batteria veramente esemplare e con assoli delle chitarre veloci e originali. I cambi di tempo e di ritmo non si contano e le canzoni non risultano mai noiose o poco ispirate. La prima cosa che viene da fare è scatenarsi in un "pogo" violento contro tutto ciò che ci si trova vicino.
Tutta la musica è condita dalla voce incazzatissima di Dolving che ci propone una prestazione superba e sembra quasi stia cantando dal vivo, da quanto riesce a coinvolgere con il suo screaming sempre cattivo.
Certamente da avere per tutti gli amanti del thrash e comunque per tutti quanti: provate ad ascoltare "Hate Song" e alla fine a trattenervi dall’urlare a squarcia gola HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE...
P.S.: attenzione a cosa avete intorno, perché vi verrà una voglia incontrollabile di spaccare tutto.
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01 Hate Song ()
Two and twenty for the hole in you.
A meat cleaver comb to run you through.
Lethal gas will make you cough.
A car crash scene to finish it off.
Pain!
True definition
Truth is pain
Truly addicted.
So don't you worry about your earthly rest,
I'll dig the fucking hole myself.
Pain!
Truly addicted
Life is pain
I am addicted
to this pain
Hate song!...(I live to bury you)...
Stabbing and shooting and ripping the life out of you.
I get off and I wish that you could too!
Open chest tickle will quiver your bones.
Just lay back and chill. 'cos I run this show.
Pain!
Truly addicted
Life is pain
Life is infected
by this pain......
Hate song!...(I live to bury you)...
There's no need to explain,
you know who you are.
I deliver the pain,
I'm the baddest by far...
Die onehundredthousand times,
One million ways to...Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate! Hate!
Hate song!
Lifelong!
Hate song!
02 Chasm ()
Relentless,
I gather a mind of a kind unknown to all.
Each revelation, knowledge earned through blood and sweat.
My scars are worn with pride.
I count on no one but myself.
Going down
Last call!
All amounts
to what you are!
Hopeless.
Useless fucking mind trip drains your soul.
Faceless names to rule your fate.
No man shall hold me down.
No man shall own what's mine
(ain't no such thing as a free ride...)
Going down
Last call!
All amounts
to what you are!
Going down
Last call!
All amounts
to what you are!
Reality bites
Jaws of life.
Open wide
Time to die.
What is a mind?
A terrible thing to fight.
Now you see
What lives inside...
I bid my time.
Judge, jury and executioner.
An eye for an eye.
A permanent measure to your lies.
Christ smiles in Hell.
Going down
Last call!
All amounts
to what you are!
03 In Vein ()
You and many are one alone.
You seek through the heavens and under the stone.
The words that I speak still left untold.
For who's there to listen when silence is gold.
I come
from a place where no one goes,
you know that,
I won't
set eyes on another dawn.
One last hit...
seeing and hearing, breathing and being.
Doubting and staggering I fail to believe.
The edges are torn my life ripped to pieces.
Shame, pain...now I leave it.
I come
from a place where no one goes,
you know that,
I won't
set eyes on another dawn.
Fuck if I care...
[spoken]
Lay me down one last time.
Caress the blade in my hand.
If I shed my blood in vain,
could I rest forever?
Should I lay my soul to waste?
No one lives forever...
A candle it flickers before my eyes.
I feel so at ease as I start to realize.
No more frustration as the thought frees my mind.
I blow out the candle, one last good bye...
I come
from a place where no one goes,
you know that,
I won't
set eyes on another dawn.
Life slips away....
If I shed my blood in vain,
could I rest forever?
Should I lay my soul to waste?
No one lives forever...
04 Undead ()
Cold skin clings to my face,
more dead than alive.
Spend your days without a trace,
fed up with the lies.
I'm one of the few undead,
I've seen through the lies,
live life hanging by a thread.
I'm evil undisguised.
Cut the strings that tie you down,
refuse to play the clown.
Bite every hand that feeds,
make sure society bleeds.
I'm one of the few undead,
I've seen through the lie.
Life hanging by a thread,
I'm evil undisguised...
Do you know how it feels,
staring down the barrel of a gun,
everyday more or less the same,
just a wait `til your days are done,
work your fingers to the bone,
grind your body underneath the stone,
stains of red flash across your back,
seize the power to return the attack...
I've seen through all the lies.
I'm evil undisguised...
If you wonder what drove me insane,
take a look at my scars.
They go deeper than the skin,
so with a gun I'm back to win.
I'm one of the few undead,
I've seen through the lie.
Life hanging by a thread,
I'm evil undisguised...
Fuck.
06 Three Times ()
Selfdefense or murder of first degree.
Tell me who are you to pass judgement.
Raise my hand in anger,
a just cause, to pacify the aggressor at all cost.
So what is the law?
When all else fails, there's nothing left.
Given a choice.
Stand back or suffer the consequences.
Three times,
my fist came down.
So what is the law?
When all else fails, there's nothing left.
Given a choice.
Stand back or suffer the consequences right now.
[spoken]
I refuse to be victimized, or given your pathetic fucking powertrip.
You're not looking to kill anyone, you just want to display how big and
strong you are.
Well, check again motherfucker!
Do you think that you'll live forever?
I have no qualms about mortalizing your arse!
Check again motherfucker!
You're in the real world now.
So how does that feel for a change?
How does it feel to be the victim?
Victim..victim...victim
Twisted indifference,
Violence against violence.
Destroy resistance.
Violence against violence.
Selfdefense or murder at first degree.
Tell me who are you to pass judgement?
Cold reality, suffer the ultimate truth.
Die motherfucker!
So what is the law?
When all else fails, there's nothing left.
Given a choice.
Stand back or suffer the consequences right now.
Three times,
three times
my fist came down, down, down
07 Bullet Hole ()
Breaking in and entering
My will is the law
I feel the scent of innocence
And I know it's all about to fall
Never repent or change
Never repent or change
Never submit or yield
Never submit
Trespassing holy ground
Reveal your secrets
Unlock these private boundaries
I'll grant you one more dream
Never repent or change
Never repent or change
Never submit or yield
Never submit
I have an urge to kill
I have an urge to rise above my victim
To see their life blood fade away
I have an urge to feast upon the weak
You're mine
Every goddamn time
Crowbar my tool of trade
Duct tape and a six inch switchblade
My love is a Stanley knife
My love is the fear in your eyes
Never repent or change
Never repent or change
Never submit or yield
Never submit
I have an urge to kill
I have an urge to rise above my victim
To see their life blood fade away
I have an urge to feast upon the weak
You're mine
Every goddamn time
[Spoken]
You think you're safe in your suburban dreamscape
Well, I could change all that...
I bide my time...
You're such sweet meat...
I enter
You're screaming
One gunshot
You're bleeding
Dead silence
Relieves me
You're open wide
To see me...
Never repent or change
Never submit or yield
I have an urge to kill
I have an urge to rise above my victim
To see their life blood fade away
I have an urge to feast upon the weak
You're mine
Every goddamn time
08 Now You Know ()
One last try. Unfinished promise,
reach down deep inside.
I give up the day I die
at least this pains mine!
We all die!
You and I!
Live a life
or live a lie!
No retreat, no giving in,
no spiritual surrender.
Face the facts. You're life is pain,
you're lost inside your mind.
We all die!
You and I!
Live a life
or live a lie!
So now you know,
life's lesson has taught me well
I have no hopes.
Worn down,
broken and beat by society's lies.
New pride,
found in the struggle of your survival.
We all die!
You and I!
Live a life
or live a lie!
So now you know,
life's lesson has taught me well
I have no hopes.
Facing yourself.
Realize that you're nothing.
Through the eyes of despair,
a new fire rises.
Life lived uncompared,
you set your own standards.
In one final statement;
Do what thou wilt...!
So now you know,
life's lesson has taught me well
I have no hope...
Demonseed,
rise in me! [x2]
09 Shattered ()
Stare at my reflection,
a face to me shown unknown.
Cleanse with perfection,
no man shall stop the seeds I've sown.
You see me crawl, but that's not true.
I'm just a step away from you.
I feel my energy rising.
Shatter me who shatter dares...
Don't trust your eyesight,
it will deceive your every glance at me.
I feel no sorrow, kill...
like there's no tomorrow.
You see me crawl, but that's not true.
I'm just a step away from you.
I feel my energy rising.
No way to keep this fury controlled.
My hand shakes with anger.
Stare unto me as I shatter your soul..
Shattered..
Goats head,
Daed eyes.
No reconcile.
Submit
to none.
I am divine.
Shattered,
Shattered...
You call me evil.
I'm but the instrument of the Lord.
You call it senseless,
I see a need to cleanse this putrid world.
You see me crawl, but that's not true.
I'm just a step away from you.
I feel my energy rising.
No way to keep this fury controlled.
My hand shakes with anger,
Your life... Shattered.
12 Forensick ()
At night I listen to the sound of the animals,
I understand now that there are no limits to what you are capable of.
You don't even see it yourselves,
and the news anchor on the TV set talks in a neutral voice about rape,
murder
and this weeks weather without change of tone
It seems that nothing matters as we close in on the turn of the millenium,
violence and commercial breaks has become the opium that used to religion.
Fuck you, mankind.
You're so ugly, so vain.
The language of brutality is all you seem to understand,
bloodlust as long as it's someone elses blood.
To fuck, suck, eat and shit.
Breeding has turned into a pastime,
death as recreation...
You are no better than a pack of hyenas,
the sight and smell of someone elses pain and misery makes you feel good,
ensuring one more day in safety,
decimating the odds that you or someone you love is going to get hurt.
Well don't fucking fool yourself,
you're not safe,
not in this world.
All you are is collateral damage,
presumptive headlines,
expendable meat for the media hounds,
statistics and forensic reports for some brainless fuck to drool over on the
internet.
You are royally fucked.
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