Depressive Age
Electric Scum

Often, when a musical genre becomes particularly appreciated (see Thrash Metal in the 80s), it tends to become (due to the intensive exploitation of said genre) stale and sterile, incapable of innovating but quite capable of saturating the patience of those forced to endure hours of double bass drum beats, galloping in odd times, obligatory shrieks, etc...

Well, I admit I have thoroughly enjoyed listening to this music (which I love), but at a certain point, everyone feels the need for originality and so... You know what I do? I listen to the Depressive Age, a German band that deviates from the (somewhat ignorant) offerings of their compatriots and invents a very unique version of Thrash, blending its power and intensity with a wise and never cloying use of melody, creating a sort of sound oxymoron with significant impact.

As you continue listening, you'll first find yourself overwhelmed by a monumental riffing, then lulled by sweet arpeggios timidly accompanied by the rhythm section, only to encounter granite-like guitars, sharp as razors which then give way to folkloristic situations that believe me, surprise with each listen; last but not least, one must also remember the very pleasing vocal performance by the histrionic Jan Lubitzki who offers a performance of rare quality both for the truly personal interpretation and for the increasingly rare ability to permeate deeply within the musical fabric.

A wonderful, strong, melancholic album... Is that enough for you?

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