Well first, because technically, there is some recording experimentation (see the interview by yours truly at Tartarean Desire) with trying to make the studio sound live, and guess what, it actually manages to do the trick. Also, this record is a lot more varied than what I’m used to hearing from Impaled Nazarene.
First, when you slap on the lump of plastic into the stereo, you get an intro to the first track that sounds a whole lot like things off Napalm Death’s ‘Code is red…’ and also the ‘Leaders not followers 2’ cover album. There’s something about the rhythm and the bass, that’s just soooo Embury-like. Don’t get me wrong, it’s cleaner than grindcore. But it’s got the same in-your-faceness. Same can be said about the ImpNaz-trademark Goat track with ‘God Sodomy’. As you’ve guessed, ‘Goat Sodomy’, alternating punkish and death metal vocals is a poem about preserving the Sami people free with their reindeer in Lapland, and how beautiful the northern lights are at Christmas Eve. Still regarding the varied of styles that can be found on this record, I want to underline the interesting (still Napalm Death-like) rhythm breaks and speed changes on ‘Neighborcide’.
If I didn’t tell you that ‘one dead nation under a dead god’ is an Impaled Nazarene track, you’d probably think I’m trying to get you into Marduk. It’s got those throbbing black metal screetchy guitars, and the blast beats going on on the whole track except for the new French soccer hymn chant that goes like this ‘ONE DEAD NATION UNDER DEAD GOD’, you just know you want to sing along, right? Oh wait… Did I just hear a break in the song sounding just like the White Stripes? Yeah, I did!
One word about ‘for those who have fallen’. The theme and the video game-like way of treating the song along with a luxury of samples here and there make it sound a lot like Vader’s new EP ‘This is the war’, but it is probably the most refreshing song on the record. Good thing the track ‘Leucorrhea’ is there to prevent me from flatlining. You’re wondering why there’s a calm instrumental track here in the middle of the rest of the nuclear warfare. I cleared this all out for you: it’s meant to announce the B-side on the vinyl, says Mister Luttinen.
Next up we have the most hate-filled number on the record, Kut, which, and I know this for a fact, is a declaration of love to the female gender. Sounds a lot like an exorcism to me. I think I’ll stop reviewing this LP track by track, and let you hear it for yourself, as you will undoubtedly do right now since you know you HAVE to have this album in your car CD player. And luckily for you, you will probably be able to catch ImpNaz on the road in a city near you as they just embarked on a 63 date long tour across Europe. On your marks…
10 bleeding rectums out of 10. Not that the themes got any more original, but hell, this is definitely going somewhere. There is not one weak song on here, Impaled Nazarene actually know how to write music. Wait did I write that out loud?
9. Production on here is pretty standard. Didn’t Mika Jussila work on this? I can’t remember. But if he did, then having the same people as Nightwish means you’re bound to be neatly polished at some point.
9 Because Mika isn’t Barney Greenway. He needs to get a bigger gut and deeper throat. Otherwise, kudos to the variety, and my ears like the hatred they hear.
8 They exist, and are efficient in the mixture. Yet, there are too few solos. I mean, I’m not asking for COB, just for a little bit more disharmonic clean guitar action.
8, because it could have been pushed a little more forward in the mix.
10. because I’m liking the variety.
10, because that stuff is right up my sick alley.
10, because that panzer on ’26 pieces’ was gay, Dimmu Borgir-style, and it really had to go. And the Finnish flag is just pretty. So is the forest.
10. Goats in a logo. Hell yeah.
0, I have a promo version. It’s got no lyrics in it. Please send me a digipack with bonus DVD, signed by the band, with posters and stickers and a full set of lyrics, please, ASAP, thank you very much.
10. Impaled Nazarene are the shit, and they know it. They are the shit, because not only do they THINK they are badass, they actually are. In the words of Mikael Karlbom : I bet they even do sauna with an attitude. I think my brain just turned to liquid shit and is leaking out of my ears. In a damn good way.