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Destroyer 666
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Vinnie Apicella
A "Phoenix
Rising" from
the land down under. interesting. This is barbaric, nihilistic and out
and out unfriendly-a welcoming committee clad in war paint, swords,
spikes, body armor and winged beast accompaniment, their aim is not to
please, but rather destroy. With names like KK Warslut, Shrapnel.
Shrapnel? Okay, and S. Berzerk and Deceiver, individually named alone
they could represent the mass of annihilative Death-bent Thrash bands
that tore through the early eighties, shook hands with Satan, scarred
everyone else's and left the scene smoldering in ashen carnage. Clad in
black leather and spikes, in a puff of black smoke they arrive,
brandishing the smell of death in their apocalyptic raid on humanity and
their quest for peace and understanding. none such to be found
here-the songs, fast, faster, fastest, melodically drawn verse lines,
all serve to drown perfectly useful production equipment in sonic
blood-fans of early Slayer, Possessed, English Dogs and virtually
anything from the Necropolis trail of the elite-the Black underground
sent to screams of merciless Death, and eight tracks of raw aggression
that give "down under" a prophetic new significance.
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