IMPALED NAZARENE - Manifest CD
The latest release from this long time Finnish Black Metal outfit is like listening to a metal genre crossing compilation. Not that it's a bad thing of course since IMAPLED NAZARENE have been doing this same across the board blasting on all of their nine previous releases. Unfortunately it creates havoc for all those music snobs on Forums/Groups who try to pin down bands in genre specific stations. You would figure that people who like Extreme Music would not act so childish. Well be that as it may, this thing is around 50 minutes of hell comes your house Extreme Metal. And if that's not good enough for you then I suggest you rethink your musical choices. Or in other words, go back to listening to crap. Just leave the good stuff like this to people like me who actually like Extreme Music. And stop writing "Imp Naz". What are you a fairy too scared to type out the band's full name?
Getting back to this release, IMPALED NAZARENE are not into slowly torturing you musically. From the opening "Into: Greater Wrath" and "The Antichrist Files" they are an overwhelming force charging into battle with only three goals, to convert, to kill and to break things. Other tracks that follow are simply variations on the same theme. "You Don't Rock Hard" is like old SODOM style Thrash. "Funeral for Despicable Pigs" has not only the best song title I've seen in weeks but it's also a doom and gloom ladened death march for those who've survived the initial onslaught. Like sending out the women and children after the battle to take lay waste to the enemy wounded. From there IMPALED NAZARENE continue on with the assault destroying everything and everyone in their path. "Blueprints for Your Culture's Apocalypse" is Thrash for planetary annihilation, along with the maniacal "Planet Nazarene". I played that last one five times in a row, with arms raised and horned fists hailing IMPALED NAZARENE in battle. Yeah some people say the music I listen to effects me in negative ways. Yeah, and your point is?
Finally when this Cd comes to a close, count yourself worthy to have survived. "When Violence Commands the Day" is pure blasphemy to everything in sight. It's like the photo on our Profile with a nuclear explosion of the horned fist of hate. "Manifest" is an apocalyptic nightmare come true to all the human garbage who share my air. Convert to this or die miserably, indeed. You're all fucked, who don't think so?
OSMOSE Records
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