Album
Type : Full Length
Date Released
: 5/4/2013
Label : Nuclear
Blast
Hate, album track listing:
1. Reign
of Darkness
|
03:35
|
2. The
Purest Strain of Hate
|
03:25
|
3. Vile
Creations
|
03:32
|
4. Shadow
of Eternal Sin
|
04:06
|
5. Immolation
|
03:22
|
6. Infinite
Forms
|
04:32
|
7. Dead
Sun (ft. Nico Webers from War
From A Harlots Mouth)
|
03:40
|
8. Gates
of Misery
|
02:55
|
9. Defective
Breed
|
02:55
|
10. Doomed
from Birth (ft. Joel Birch
from The Amity Affliction)
|
04:24
|
Total
playing time
|
37:11
|
Bio:
Rising
from the unhallowed wastes of Western Sydney, Australia,
extreme metal outfit THY ART IS MURDER have carved a trail of bloody mayhem
since their inception in 2006. With an acclaimed EP and debut album in Infinite
Death and The Adversary to their name and an insane online following, the band
have traversed the highways and autobahns of Australia, the UK and Europe on a
relentless crusade to destroy every venue and audience they can with like
minded peers in a who’s who of heavy metal.
With
their best work to date ready to be unleashed on an unsuspecting world, THY ART
IS MURDER will once again take to the road to unleash the Hate with one simple
message – get in the pit or get out of the way.© Nuclear Blast
Line up:
Chris
McMahon | vocals
Tom Brown
| guitar
Andy Marsh | guitar
Sean Delander | bass
Andy Marsh | guitar
Sean Delander | bass
Lee Stanton
| drums
Review:
Oh Australia. The Land Torn
Asunder. You’re a country of
contradictions: your people are typically happy and carefree, but your music is
a black nightmare sent from a particularly aggressive Satan to pulverise any
thoughts of having a ‘no worries’ day. And
that’s where Thy Art Is Murder comes in.
‘Hate’ is ten tracks of the most barbarous, brilliant metal to erupt
from Sydney ever. Let’s tear straight
into it!
Album opener ‘Reign of Darkness’ is a Titan: stomping forward on boots
made of the darkest elements of metal, it crushes all underfoot with
abandon. It spews out riffery like a
hydrothermal vent, deep and dark and full of primal energy. When Chris McMahon growls out ‘you will know
pain…’ then follows it up with the rending ‘YOU WILL SEE THE TRUE FACE OF
PANIC!’ you feel as though you have finally looked up and seen the Titan’s boot
looming over you. This is the crush, and
the true power of Thy Art Is Murder. And
there are still nine more tracks to go.
The pseudo-titular track ‘The Purest Strain of Hate’ starts with a
mighty barking drum blast, courtesy of Lee Stanton, before it commences tearing
you apart, one layer of skin at a time.
It’s a seriously epic song, with everything you want in extreme metal:
terrifying vocals, majestic guitar attacks and pummelling drum beats. A real powerhouse performance by the
Australian quintet.
Trilling, threatening riffs begin ‘Vile Creations’: a spitting tirade
against organised religions and all the hateful things done in the name of God. The music reflects the frustration and anger
perfectly: smashing drums, contemptuous guitars and truly venomous lyrics. It would be wise to not try and annoy these
fellows.
‘Shadow of Eternal Sin’ starts of with a doomy, low-paced riff, then the
blast beats and rage burst through the relative calm and punch the old riff in
the face. The new animal roars forth
with power and anger and bared fangs, ripping into the listener with glee,
McMahon chanting ‘YOU ALL WILL SUFFER!’ with a twisted smile, I’ve no
doubt.
Thy Art Is Murder kicks the heat up on ‘Immolation’, a suffocatingly
brutal slice of metal that pounds at your windpipe and forces its boiling
hatred down your throat. Your eyes will
pop at the sheer immensity of the track: it presses down upon your chest with
its weight and will not alleviate the strain upon you until you have fully
listened to what it has to say.
Beaten, bloodied and staggering, you’ll find yourself freshly beset by
‘Infinite Forms’, a dark and sinister opponent with catchy hooks that intend to
pierce straight through your flesh and hang you from the nearest
lamp-post. The guitars are volatile,
brass-knuckled fists that swing and hit the target of your eardrums every time. Think Cannibal Corpse mixed with Meshuggah
mixed with a Molotov cocktail and you’ll get the idea.
‘Dead Sun’ is a shredding, pulse-raising affair that features Nico
Bronson/Webers from War From A Harlot’s Mouth doing some guest vocals, which
only does to increase the viciousness tenfold.
Again, everything is spot-on and extreme to the very core: you’ll be
lucky to escape with your eyebrows still attached to your head after a listen
to this monumental song.
‘Gates of Misery’ is a nihilistic, teeth-grinding piece of metal mayhem
that shreds and rips at you with steel talons fashioned in the very darkest
smithies of Hell. Andy Marsh,
Sean Delander and Tom Brown all contribute some truly astonishing guitar and
bass work here: they are each masters of their craft, and have glittering
careers ahead of them, I’ve no doubt.
There’s
barely a breath to be taken between tracks as ‘Gates of Misery’ halts and
‘Defective Breed’ hammers in with the force of a storm. McMahon’s voice is Anger personified: a
living beast made from all the frustrations of the world, and let loose to do
damage to those who deserve it. The
entire track punches and kicks out at you, snarling and seething with
bloodlust. ‘Kneel before the King of
Hell’ demands McMahon. Who are we to
cross him?
Our final
track on ‘Hate’ is another monster, featuring Joel Birch from The Amity
Affliction’s vocals. ‘Doomed from Birth’
announces itself with a mighty bellow from both vocalists, and is just riff
after rage-riddled riff. It is so
monumentally massive it could be used to smash down buildings. The drum fills are superb, the guitaring off
the charts: it’s a closer that makes you want to listen to the album all over
again to experience the awe-inspiring scope of this extreme metal
masterpiece.
I tried to
remain objective on this review, and failed miserably. I’m not even sorry: Thy Art Is Murder’s
‘Hate’ is brilliant. These Australians
have crafted one of the finest metal albums of the year, if not the decade, and
it demands and deserves your attention.
The Land Torn Asunder is roaring for your allegiance: you must answer
the call.
Words by : Chris
Markwell
As ever, show your support to the band by checking them out at the various links and buying their merch. This record is available everywhere now. Thanks as always to Lottie Hunt / Hollie Arup @ Nuclear Blast for the hook up.