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With an approach as subtle as a
choke hold and as engaging as a tornado, Seizure Crypt returns
with the highly venomous “Hello, My Name Is…Madness”. The follow
up to “City of New York” shows the band expanding on their hyper
ballistic style of speed-punk, metal, and hardcore, headed up by
a double vocal attack.
Produced by
legendary hardcore engineer Don Fury, who brings to life the
next level in Seizure Crypt’s story with a crisp, explosive
production. This twenty-four minute onslaught will have you, the
listener, gripped throughout.
Smashing through is track one,
“The Great Defector”, setting the tone immediately. Mixing an
interesting rhythmic beginning into a tear-the-room-apart
hardcore anthem. Then cut, it’s over.
Don’t blink because “The Deadend” scoops you up into a metal/rap concoction that pounds
and grooves and hooks its way through your whole body. Not in a
Limp Bizkit kind of way, but in a Seizure Crypt kind of way. If
you get this far, you are hooked.
Gears switch again as
“Enigma” simmers like a volcano as Tom and Mike boil over about
molestation of children by clergymen. The same ilk preach of
morality in the face of political and social leaders. The tune
erupts to an end that is as intense as it is climatic.
The
painfully slow “Herein The Problem Lies” comes on like a spoon,
needle, and lighter. Draw up the dose and wait for it to hit.
Soothing, multi-timed dual bass guitar lines embrace your ears
as this maniacal song exposes the humans as the biggest problem
of ‘em all.
The next heart attack is the mayhem driven
“Thankless” that rages about the corruption and abuse that is
the NYC 911 system. “Thankless” also addresses the direct
injustices that EMS workers face every day. Even before they
treat a patient! (Vocalist Tom has worked on a NYC ambulance for
14 years and speaks directly from experience). Catch your breath
or “Thankless” will run you over!
Where The Bodies Are Buried
steers us through the job of working on a NYC ambulance through
the experience of Tom. Situations happen at the speed of light,
and decisions of life or death must be made just as quickly.
The
thrash attack of “Inhuman Nature” has the band assaulting their
favorite topic; the media, and the poison they (the media)
spread so quickly. The masses can be manipulated at any time, on
any topic, for any length of time.
Closing out this CD is
“Eulogy”. This musically diverse song mixes a fierce, crunching
metal attack with a sudden drop into a melodic end that can only
be described as the Seizure Crypt way.
From the wild pop-ups that adorn the CD’s inlay to the rapid
fire assault that is “Hello, My Name Is…Madness” one thing is
for certain, Seizure Crypt is an original! |