TORNADO “Amsterdamn, Hellsinki” (2011)
1. A Bolt Statement
2. Hate Worldwide
3. 3 of 8
4. Massive Extinction Impact
6. Ignorance Is Thy Name
9. Priesthood Pedophilia
11. Tunisia Uprising
12. Rise Diciples, Rise
Superstar Joey Severance – Vocals
Michiel Rutten – Guitar
Ben Varon – Guitar
Pekka Johansson – Bass
Juhana “Starvin Marvin” Karlsson
Produced by Peter Tägtgren
Mastered by Jonas Kjellgren
STORM IN A GLASS OF WATER
It is high time of out of the closet to patch, the flowery bermuda jacket and vintage Nike, proud screw cap on the crane and mosher as a fucking to break spinal: Thrash till’ to death!
This good old Thrash, friends of the disadvantaged, broken bottle cut propriety, primal scream, this proletaire sputum from the punk rock and new wave-heavy-metal, this skin of banana glided maliciously under the tags of the “Silver Glammers”, this Thrash arises again (and again and again…) and hammer its slogans without modesty or shame…
New entrants to the scene of the “NWOBA” (New Wave Of Bay Area), putative from not so “son era” (Thrash metal, remains the most honest, the musical of the ups and downs of our ossified societies and often bedridden comments), made of the non-changing speech, here the “American-Dutch-Finnish” TORNADO are therefore an ultra-tagged old school thrash, the old Wolf (me) is ecstasing once on Vio-lenceNuclear Assault or Death Angel, but this young hungry mad dog headbanguent will give valiantly a chance to this new furious band.
The aggressiveness of SLAYER to the fun of MOTLEY raw… hmm Hmm… step on that this head of gondola is ideal and fair.
Nothing revolutionary in fun (ANTHRAX has passed by here) and when to fury, the album gives a certain know-how (“Hate Worldwide” or” 3 of 8″) but unfortunately never nothing really transcendent to other upstarts such as Municipal Waste or rigorous Dekapitator, which already ravaged the globe with talent and success.
Not evident is the perpetration to a (noble) tradition without plagiarism and becoming a parody, (fortunately avoided the dangers) contract appears to be respected (texts such as “Priesthood Pedophelia” or “Tunisia Uprising”), although I must confess, it’s difficult to catch the compositions while they’re often substantial anecdotes.
Produced by Peter Tägtgren, well, the cd-cover is horrible (but trendy) and the interesting title “Amsterdamn, Hellsinski” provide a sense of contentment but much too short, however my experienced ears are choosing it instead of a “Bonded by Blood” or the last Metallica (and why not…?).
Sympathetic but too short for the expected disruption, this Album nevertheless make holes in the ozone layer…
Still better than the last Slayer…
Reviewed by MEL DELACROIX