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Fightin’, part time Stoneage Queen Dave Grohl takes a cue
from Sabman Tony Iommi and pens a batch of instro-metal tunes,
and then invites a buncha superstar throats to warble over ‘em. But unlike
the devil’s own, who filled up his dance card with either old pals or
quivering young bucks, Grohl actually got all his heroes from his
teenage metal dirtbag days to growl along to the superhits. On the one hand,
this strikes me as arrogant beyond all redemption- the high falutin’ rock
star throwing a bone to his creaky old forebears for his own amusement- but
on the other, I am apparently the only one who feels this way, so let the
good times Grohl, daddy-o.
Cronos kicks things off sounding about a million times better than he
did back in the Venom days, which can only mean he was Pro-tooled
into the abyss. No matter, as the song, a double-speed thrasher called “Centuries
of Sin”, is a dead-ringer for a “Manitou” b-side, and Cronos
adds his distinctive wounded-beast bass rumble to the fray. Sepultura’s
Max Cavalera does, well, a Sepultura song, really.
Lemmy sings on “Shake Your Blood” (which also serves as the
much-publicized single- stay tuned for the Suicide Girls-laden
video), a very “Orgasmatron” sounding Motorheadbanger.
Original COC singer Mike Dean contributes a very raw, 4-track
sounding performance on the dirt-fuzz blast of “Access Babylon”,
DRI’s Kurt Brecht shouts his way through the vintage sounding “Silent
Spring”, Cathedral’s Lee Dorrian howls and growls through
a loping doom track, and, well…you get the picture, right? Grohl
appears to have written tracks specifically for each singer, based on
exactly the sound their respective bands were playing when Davey
was rockin’ out in wood paneled basements in the early 80’s. As such,
Eric Wagner’s track sounds like Skull-era Trouble, King
Diamond’s track sounds like “Melissa” era Mercyful Fate,
etc. Doom daddy Wino, Voivod freakout man Snake (Voivod
drummer and visionary Away also provides the artwork), and
Hellhammer/Celtic Frost growler Tom Warrior are in on it,
too. So there ya, go. Lap it up. I am quite happy that long-time all-doom
label Southern Lord got to release this, as it oughta keep ‘em in the
black for a while, and it sure is nice to hear both Wagner and
Cronos for the first time in years, but ya know, I could get any of
these fuckers drunk at the Irish Eyes on Karaoke night and get the same
effect. And hell, maybe I’ll do it, just to prove my theory. Call it
Drunkbot or something.
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