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Не смотря на то, что на "Immortalis" я не услышал ничего приципиально нового, сильно ругать альбом я не буду. Железо тут играется справное, начиная с ударного номера «Devils In The Mist» и до «Shadows Of A Doubt», сплошь тяжёлые бодрые риффы марки Overkill, соляки в полнейшем порядке. Бобби Блиц Элсворд, надо сказать, тоже на высоте – стоит послушать только «Skull And Bones». Там же к микрофону приложился и вокалист Lamb Of God, Рэнди Блайт. А вот с «Hellish Pride» начинается что-то странное... Сама «Hellish Pride» впечатления не производит никакого, «Walk Through Fire» – скорее эдакий тяжёлый буги в духе AC/DC. «Head On» – был бы нелохим медленным и мрачным номером, но сыгран он как-то бездушно. Не спасает его и ускорение в конце. Вот «Chalie Gets…» ещё вселяет надежду и радует интересным риффингом и забоем; «Hell Is», кажется, должен быть на чьём-то сольнике (Блиц и басист Верни балуются в свободное время готикой и думом), скоростные же риффы принадлежат уже сольному проекту гитариста Дэйва Линска (Speed/Kill/Hate). Но звучит это, по крайней мере интересно. Последний номер из сумрачных и драматичных риффов, смен темпа вплоть до сверхскоростного весьма неплох! Вот только вступление и концовка, опять же, как привет от «Highway To Hell» AC/DC...
В итоге мы имеем солидный альбом от нью-йоркцев Overkill, не провальный, конечно, но и без особенных «хитов». В общем, обычный такой, симпатичный Оверкилл как он есть уже более десяти лет. И нет, к сожалению, того звенящего железом баса, который бывало доминировал на прошлых альбомах. Да и чувствуется, что батьки трэша давно были бы не прочь заиграть что-нибудь другое, да не могут прекратить лепить солидный, но бессердечный трэш. |
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Череп, летящий на крыльях ночи, вернулся! Пятнадцатый альбом за двадцать пять лет полёта! И полёт, надо сказать, нормальный. И назван альбом классиков американского трэша правильно - "Immortalis". Ибо судя по драйву и злому задору музыкантов, на покой они не собираются. Особенно порадовали разноплановые вокальные партии и их аранжировки. Запись и сведение проходили с осени 2006-го по лето 2007-го- это того стоило. Несмотря на почтенный возраст банды, диск получился свежим в прямом и переносном смысле этого слова, а бас ДиДи Верни - как новенькое и свежесмазанное оружие в руках настоящего мастера своего дела. Ударные звучат органично, мощно и тяжело. Гитаристы тоже молодцы, отличная проработка соло-партий и основных риффов. Думаю тут и добавлять нечего. Послушайте и убедитесь сами. |
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Thy will be done, and fondled spirit
See's devils in the mist
Give me pure resolution
Give what all I can
Give me some more of what I can take,
Feed me from your garbage can
Let me have the absolution
Let me stand like a man
Let me walk tall with the godforsaken,
Walking out hand in hand
One more godforsaken
Ten to make him pay
A kiss from Judas and temptation
Sends him on his way
Passes on redemption
Ten to make him right
Another kiss of Judas lands
Before he sees daylight...
Into his night
Hot
One more godforsaken
Ten to make him pray
A kiss from Judas and temptation
As I heard him pray
Thy kingdom come, he came to fear it
He's on the Jesus list
Thy will be done, and ruined spirit
See's devils in the mist
2. What It Takes
Train-train burning like a absolute,
Drunk with the love of the fire
Brain-brain burning and the leather boot.
Kicking like he never gets tired...
I saw the coming of the faster than light speed,
Burning track, conventional fool
Wham-crack-bam-slap
Far out of sight speed,
Hammered like a kicking mule
Here we come now, here we go
Need you now, no mistakes
Stand up tall and give me,
What it takes
Hit the ground running,
I was faster than the light speed
Burning before my feet hit the floor
Damn machine gunning
Kept me far out of sight feed,
Pull the shades and lock all the
1-2-3-Door
I saw the coming-coming, into the void
And I was drunk with the love of the fire
Was a knock-down, drag-out
Never fail me boots
I was kicking like I never get
1-2-3-More
Need you now, no mistakes
Stand up tall and give me,
What it takes
Need you now, I'm not afraid
Stand up straight and kick me
If that's what it takes
Little hot, a little cold
A little young is growing old
A little prick, a little bold,
Never did what he was told
I'll tell ya why you're feeling bad,
A little played, a little sad
A little more you never had,
A little sane is going mad
Seems you had enough of me,
Enough or more eternity
I'll tell you what I'm going to be,
I'm going to be your misery
And when you feel you're going to break,
Say your prayers for goodness sake
We're going to see what you can take,
We're going to see now what it takes
Count it as you did before, count it out 2-2-3-4
Count it when you're going to break
Count it out it's what it takes
Count it when you're feeling bad,
Count it when you're going mad
Count on me for goodness sake,
Count on it and what it takes
What it takes
3. Skull And Bones
[Features Randall Blythe (Lamb of God) on vocals]
All buys are final the act suicidal
A moment defining a life
Not hatred or racial, goddamn, insulatial
Confusion controlling the strife
The pain now consuming
There'll be no exhuming
Destroying the core of the lie
The man with his hand-up
Had just better shut-up
God lights-up and sits to the right
When I had you
Dancing like a angel in my hand
When I need you, counting time
A trillion grains of sand
The commission/skull and bones
Extradiction/skull and bones
Landing a knockout, negotiate lockout
The war in the crescent was theirs
The prices grew higher, the need for the buyer
The cost, loss of life, splitting hairs
The pain all consuming, for those without grooming
Not taken the time yet to learn
The man feels deserted, and Toby's perverted
God sits back, and waits his turn
When I had you
Dancing like a angel in my hand
When I need you, counting time
A trillion grains of sand
When I had you standing like a soldier in my hand
When I need you,counting lives a trillion grains of...
Strict obligation to deterioration,
Other blood is all over me
For the good of the nation a world obligation
Welcome to the society
I was born with the right and the financial might,
To put a price on your head so worth living
Shot with the light on the very same night,
That you thought that your god was so giving
Hammer-hammer down you, one time alone
For the order of the nation
Hammer-hammer down you, skull and bones
A full, life-long sensation
4. Shadow Of A Doubt
Give me your love, give me your money
Give me your soul, let me have it honey
All lined up, paint 'em red
All lay down, praying me dead
Here you go baby, a birthday surprise
Bes believe your eyes
Cover them in roses
Cover them in lies
Dress them up in persecution
Best believe your eyes
Nothing you hear, half of what your seeing
Make myself clear, talk about believing
3-5-7 and a bottle of blood
All went down to heaven, hell's full of the good
All over baby, here's a big surprise
Best believe your eyes
Cover them in roses
Cover them in lies
Dress them up in persecution
Best believe your eyes
6-6-6-6-6-6
Your enemies, your demons scream to get out
Beyond the shadow of a doubt
Listen to your spirit scream,
Wring your soul out until it's clean
Well beyond the shadow of a doubt
Kiss your purity goodbye
Squeeze you tight so you won't die
All your demons screaming to get out
Hear the footsteps, feel the breath
Good intentions lead to death
All your enemies are looking out
Well beyond the shadow of a doubt
Well beyond the shadow of a doubt
5. Hellish Pride
Ain't nobody listening, ain't nobody there
Somebody is screaming this ain't fair
30 pieces glistening, speak up if you dare
That is what the book said if you care
Sheep and god, the fourth, independence,
Waiting to be led
Deep the pain, the sting of dependence
This is what he said
I'll take you all the way,
A lifetime spent in just one day
I'll take you out the other side
It's my hellish pride
Sweet Jesus in the midnight sun
On fire as the day is won
You got to know that it's cold outside
Why don't you come for a ride
I got a hellish pride
Think that something's missing
Or something's just not fair
Somebody is hanging over there
I was at my own christening
I wasn't quite aware
I didn't have the choice to even dare
I fell asleep at night independence
Waiting for the word
In nightmares and deceit of dependence
This is what I heard
I'll take you anyway
Hopeless, faithless, it's okey
I'll take you on the lifetime ride
It's my hellish pride
Fire
6. Walk Through Fire
Wake a little woozy, feeling shitty
Overdone, over tired
Waling like you lose, just shitty, wherever you go
Are you happy with the congregation
Do you find that you always need more
Are you wishing on a constellation
Do you find that your throat's always sore
You know what they needed
You know what they like
You got them believing
That all of it's right
One moment, one man
One time does the best he can
One push and one desire
One time he walk through fire
Got an itty-bitty-shitty-over
Now start the fire
Just enough pity left to start
What you don't want to know
Are you happy with your contribution
Do you find that you always want more
Are you praying for the revolution
Looking forward to your day in court
7. Head On
What's the sense of running blind
If you never know where you go
What's the sense of suicide
If the crash is all you know
I'm a right-down, lower than the low
Collecting other people's sins
What's the sense, if you got to go
If you don't know where you been
A classic indication, march out of time
A standard application and you're not the kind
I'm coming
Blessed retribution; head-on, never stall
Running, head-on to the wall
Unholy damn solution, head-on, never fall
Running, head-on to the wall
All the promises that you made
Made you right with what you did
All the freedom that you trade
On the block for the highest bid
I'm an up here, higher than high-sight
On a self inflicted grin
With a back-door larger than life-light
So you can see where you been
C'mon, now baby shine a light on me,
Can you see me just a little bit
Cleanse you of the sorrow and your misery,
Wash away the pain with a hit
Tell me what you're waiting for
C'mon little lazy take a walk with me
Will you reach out will you take my hand
C'mon little lazy will you let it be,
Or will you walk on to the promised land
Tell me what you're waiting for
C'mon now baby shine the light on me,
Can you use me just a little bit
C'mon little lazy will you walk with me,
We'll wash away the pain and the shit
8. Chaly Get Your Gun
Hey, hey smokey with the iron grip
Bang-bang knocking it down
Hangman headed on the psycho trip
He gives the best stretch around
I got the hear say, no where to run
I got a bed on the sun
I got it loaded just before we were found
They give the best holes around
Looking down the barrel of your best friend
Something in the air
Smells just like you've already won
Sweet mother Mary, will you let me be
I'm trying just to find my way home
Everything coming up catastrophe
Pandemonium ruling the dome
They got the numbers and the outside won
They got a rope around the sun
But I put the hangman in a cold-dirt mound
He gave the best stretch around
Looking down the barrel of your best friend
Something in the air
Smells just like you've already won
Looking down the barrel of your best friend
Something in the air
Smells just like Chalie get your gun
Call me suicide
Call me getting stronger
Call me when the sun is gone
Call me homicide
Call me sane no longer
Call me when the race is won
Chalie get your gun
9. Hell Is
Sweeter, then you leave me
Hanging on a circle
Nine to the center of eternity divine
And if you don't believe me
Sorrow has a purpose
Forgiving indiscretions, left for me the blind
And when the judgement rendered
Incapacitation
Forever is just nothing when your trading it for time
Angel on my shoulder
Devil in my pocket
I'm just doing fine, on the line
Hell is, for the not like them
All fired up and ready for the promised land
Hell is, for the other man
All fired up, doing the best he can
Attendance is required
For those less inspired
Patience is a vice counting one through nine
And if it was desire
That brings you into fire
The outer rings are knocking
For the very last time
All the souls are grieving
Murderers are thieving
Suffer at the core is a friend of mine
Angel on my shoulder
Devil hot and colder
I'm just doing fine, on the line
We condemn, false accusation
We condemn, man's liberation
We condemn, no reservation
We condemn, abomination
We condemn, all accusation
We condemn, man's innovation
We condemn, no reservation
We condemn, abomination
Bitter as you grieve me, never did you believe me
Judgement at the center of eternity divine
Contentment is illusive, religiously intrusive
Tell me where to go, tell me where to sign
An when the child's finished
And the man diminished
Remember that he is still a friend of mine
Angel in my pocket, devil on a rocket
I'm just doing fine
10. Overkill V...The Brand
Ride the wind son
Through my eyes
You'll see where you must stand
Remember what your purpose is
And that you were the brand
Awaken in me if you can
The deaths by one's own hand
Remember where you came from
And that you wear the brand...
You wear the brand
Blatant, born in fire
With little more to say
Than action speaks the loudest
And yield the only way
To quench the thirst,
Desire, swifter than the hand
In bloody fascination
His pride to wear the brand
Bend and twist and tear the will
Show them where you've been
A tribute to your Overkill
A multitude of sin
Away-away no time to stay
The union it still stands
Willingness, donation
We all display, the brand