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Rating: It's been over two months since I last wrote a review on our site.
Taking advantage of the dull and gloomy autumn day, suddenly I remember Lee Dorrian's Cathedral; a band that inherits the Sabbathian sound and perfectly suits the current grayness of my valleys.
Supernatural Birth Machine is the fourth discographic offering from the English band; according to many, their least successful chapter... but come on, let's not joke!!
Ok, I am biased, always siding with venerating and praising the entire enormous discographic legacy of the dark cathedral.
We are not at the levels of the previous masterpieces of the early nineties, but the album in question is a fine record that condenses in just under sixty minutes of Heavy-Hard-Stoner-Doom.
For the first time since their inception, the lineup is the same as their previous album; so we are looking at a seasoned quartet that knows where to head and how to strike deep.
The drums and bass provide a powerful action base, offering the ideal and incisive support to Garry Jennings' guitar, which builds an unprecedented amount of riffs and solos in all the tracks. Blazing notes that unite in a kind of deadly embrace around Lee's always inspired and spirited declamatory singing.
A quick intro with an initially ancient and then bucolic flavor that immediately gives way to the raw assault of the first real track of the collection.
"Are You Ready, Are You Ready..." are the first words shouted by the vocalist introducing Urko's Conquest: an explosive blast of explosive sounds for the next four minutes. Passing the decaying baton to the slow heaviness of Stained Glass Horizon; Space-Rock in the style of Monster Magnet with a final tail turning toward the dark side of Black Sabbath... my favorite track.
Beautifully raw production, at times dirty. Minimal studio overdubs. The credit goes to the "Earache Records" label (always be praised as well).
Exactly what I seek from a Cathedral album.
Discover the remaining tracks yourself; you will surely find enjoyment.
Ad Maiora.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Stained Glass Horizon (05:29)
Stained glass horizon
Trapped in tombs of day
No energy to run - nowhere to escape
Fortune left behind you
Blank dice is your gain
Opium moon is rising
The summer it never came
Your spirit reigns
In the church of hell's domain
Love's stained glass world
You can't see through
Black dove is a flying
From the reaper's hand
You'd chase the white if you weren't blind
A banquet for the living
Skeleton at their feast
Sins a bad man's lover
Whose soul's lost in a pentagram
Your heart's in chains
Vulture of your own remains
Love's stained glass world
You can't see through
If Jesus walked beside you
You'd take lucifer's hand
Evil feels good when it's never found
Hiding from the sunshine
Lost man in the shade
Fight for the force that guides you
Pull yourself from netherland
Your heart's in chains
Vulture of your own remains
Love's stained glass world
You can't see through
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