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Place of Skulls "Nailed" |
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Vinnie Apicella
If a picture paints a
thousand words, theirs speak volumes in contradiction, while their
words
venture deeply into benediction, housed in a blustery, bleary
Sabbath-like setting poking, plodding and prying with Crowbar-like
efficiency. "Nailed's" visual impact is disturbing yet biblically
referential, suggesting something of a bit more damning intent. Rather,
it's a forceful listen, contemplative in a Christian calling,
thoughtfully inquisitive, and quite opposite the standard black forest
formula. "Nailed" is an easier listen on a level with late model
Cathedral boosted by high doses of spiritualism without preachiness or
painful self-indulgence. So unlike the many Sludge-Rock and Doom types
who've made a living out of beating a bass line to near death or
burning
the riff to ashes of redundancy, "Nailed" opens the wound forcefully
enough while the songs search for answers over and above a low E in a
rumbling, troubling and emotionally compelling return to earth.
Featuring the renowned riffing of cult-rock kingpin Victor Griffin,
previously heading up the likes of Death Row and later Pentagram, his
brief refuge giving way to his true calling, he leads a trio bred on
Blue Cheer, Black Sabbath, black clouds and smoky mountains. "The
Fall,"
"Never Die," "Feeling Of Dread," all standing out from the usual crowd
of loud low lying bump and thud techniques, full of volume, feeling and
unprecedented harmonic highlights, not unlike Zakk's brew crew in
certain respects. "Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood," a chugging version
of
the old Animals classic speaks volumes from where they came from and
where they're headed with this new project one that should turn a lot
of
heads in the Doom Rock community if not twist them off completely.
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