Views Read Edit View history. Help Learn to edit Community portal Recent changes Upload file. Download as PDF Printable version. October 16, . Chung King House of Metal , Studio Profile Arista reissue of the album since Tougher Than Leather Back from Hell Together Forever: Greatest Hits — Robert Christgau.
This includes some ever-present influences that come to the fore. The music builds with rhythmic drumming and squally guitar to a compelling climax. The writing is on the wall, he is heading back to hell. Ominous strings are used to great effect too on this record. The Ghost of Rab McVie starts with a slow shadowy ceilidh-like feel, with the fiddle omnipresent while the multifarious layered instrumentation sound-tracking the shrewd lyric lamenting the death of Rab, within a backdrop of an ever-changing Edinburgh.
Metcalfe is an artist in the literal sense, but the lyrics of the Filthy Tongues also paint vivid pictures, often of diabolical scenes, but the intense imagery is all there in the words. Close your eyes and you are part of it. You can see the imagery as you listen. Leper Town could have been a Goodbye Mr MacKenzie song and confirms to me that unique sound these three talented musicians create across the bands.
The song is more upbeat and perhaps signals that all is not lost in the story of the albums main player. Is he really the bad guy? Hope springs eternal though and love prevails. There are more signs of redemption at the end of the album. The gift of peace, delivered discretely. All hearts stop and point to One!
Peace delivered. Mass murderer. To glory. The Cosmic Vein A lifetime of emptiness. A landmine underfoot, a shining light, awash and lifting. Tone burnt brain, whispering and wandering. Flesh slabs stacked, in stance belonging. Oculum hallucinantur. Grasped at chance, baleful yearning. The restlessness of pining servants. Fidem mendaces, fidem stulti. Shining light awash and stark shone against a black whippet trunk. Beaming white, "All matter is just the devil crawling back to God.
Beaming white, All matter is just the devil crawling back to god. Faith redoubled, distance standing. Blistering against the miles of desert.
Spiritual deprivation, spiritual destruction. No God or harmony. No bliss. No empathy. Just a lifetime of emptiness and a belly of regret. Digital Prison In the cacophony of hammering flesh, I cannot hear a thing within this prison. Living in this digital cell, cawing at these earless wrought bars. Infinite loops of regressive code, spinning down like lead sinkers. A regurgitating loop, echoes of snow and static welling in.
Crawling Back To God Leaning forward, hands awash. Hands clasped on smoldering sage and thyme. You would give them everything. You would give them anything. On bent knees, crawling back to God. On bent knees, crawling back. As the twig is bent, the bough is shaped. One is many and many are one. The blood of Abel cries out from the ground. On your bent knees, crawling back. Fractured Quartz Time pretense shatters harmony. A mirror of savage remembrance, a hole of immeasurable intolerance.
Hell was full so they came back Their return to this world began in February when Shakey Sue and her guitarist decided to amp up the sophistication of the music they were playing as members of an established surf-psycho band. Sue abandoned her drumsticks and the guitarist grabbed his Gretsch and after teaming up with two other friends who were rocking the punk world the Hellfreaks were born.Le tout relevé d'une bonne dose d'humour potache comme le montrent les titres de leurs deux albums: L'Empire Contre Un PacKH en et Freak And Hell (à prononcer avec l'accent du coin pour déguster au mieux ce jeu de mots aux saveurs purement nordistes) en Mais attention! Les membres de Tronckh ne sont pas que de simples amuseurs.