The last few years will surely be remembered as the years of the comeback of thrash metal. Undeniably. What initially might have seemed like a flash in the pan, linked at most to a couple of successful reunions, has turned out to be one of the most interesting phenomena of recent times, at least when it comes to "heavy" music. A genre that practically disappeared in the nineties, ousted by grunge on one side (as was much of the mainstream heavy scene) and by nu-metal and alternative on the other, until a few years ago talking about thrash metal meant talking about the eighties. Excluding underground realities known only to a dedicated audience, the various "big names" had over time lost their way: to realize it, just see what had become of the prominent names of the US scene.

Among the Big Four (a definition, which I find debatable) Metallica, Megadeth, and Anthrax had now shifted to other sounds, and only Slayer remained true to the old sound. The same fate had befallen Testament, Exodus, or Forbidden, disbanded or far from the glory of their early days. A similar destiny was shared by prominent European bands, like the German triumvirate Sodom/Kreator/Destruction, now far from the spotlight. Was the genre dead then? By the late nineties, something began to stir, Testament and Destruction, to speak of the already mentioned bands, made a grand return with successful albums and tours, partially revitalizing a seemingly dying scene.

The definitive "boom" occurred only a few years ago, with big names like Anthrax and Testament making a stable comeback in their classic formation, Death Angel, and Exodus, accompanied by a proliferation of young talents (I think of Municipal Waste and Gama Bomb), eager to pay their tribute to the metal of the past. But why? How is it possible that an entire movement, once wiped out in just a couple of years, has come back so forcefully, without, moreover, the support of mass media or particularly powerful labels? Staying within a purely metal scope, it's noticeable how the reassertion of thrash coincides with the decline of a subgenre that dominated the nineties: power metal.

If until about ten years ago a festival featuring names like Angra, Stratovarius, and Gamma Ray would have sparked a scramble for tickets, today many of these bands no longer enjoy the popularity they once did. Is it possible that over time a type of music, sometimes too pompous, was preferred to a more straightforward and easily accessible one? Hardcore riffs trumping neoclassical keyboards? Possible. Just as another reason could be traced to the grim times we live in. The thrash of the eighties had among its themes impending disaster, nuclear annihilation, a Cold War that could end in the worst way. Thrash was the scream of a generation that saw its world on the edge of the abyss.

After a decade, the nineties, which were all in all "calm," the 2000s begin with September 11, the war on terrorism, growing concerns for environmental preservation, and conclude beautifully with a devastating economic crisis. Does history repeat itself? Do Bush Jr. and Bin Laden take the place once held by Reagan and Gorbachev? New fears creep in, and "high" genres like progressive and a certain type of power, perhaps too tied to fairy-tale and dreamy worlds, evidently no longer seem as attractive as they once were, no longer a valid means of escape. Here comes the return to that dear old thrash which had so effectively exorcised the fears of a generation years before. And in all this chaos, as explained before, the old glories can only resurface, thirsty for a second chance.

And among these, of course, are Exodus, the legendary Frisco band too often remembered only as "the band Kirk Hammett was in before joining Metallica”. But if the 2000s reunion was a resounding success with the five members, deservedly enjoying a second youth, not many must remember the rather ephemeral one of the nineties. With the revived Paul Baloff again behind the microphone, Gary Holt and his companions embarked on a tour that would culminate in the live album in question, “Another Lesson In Violence.” One must honestly wonder what the interest could have been at the time for such an operation. Seeing Exodus on stage in 1997 shouldn't be any different from attending a new tour today of some "war relic" from the grunge era: initial disorientation followed by a successful "nostalgia operation."

The band imploded once more at the end of the tour, but it must be recognized that the album released on that occasion is a little gem. A gem of sonic violence, of course. Andy Sneap, known as the guitarist of the English band Sabbat as well as a sought-after producer, manages to perfectly capture the "stage atmosphere" thanks to a powerful and clear sound that, however, never sounds "overproduced." The five members, as a result, give their best, aided by a setlist that focuses only on pieces that featured the good Paul on vocals. Baloff croaks with a possessed demeanor, the “H Team” Gary Holt/Rick Hunolt/Tom Hunting offers a technical and gritty performance, and the new recruit Jack Gibson makes sure no one misses his predecessors.

As already mentioned, all the early classics are here: the debut “Bonded By Blood” is played almost in its entirety, and it is joined by the trio “Brain Dead,” “Pleasures Of The Flesh,” and “Seeds Of Hate,” songs that would end up on the second album, that “Pleasures Of The Flesh” from 1987 which already had Steve “Zetro” Souza on vocals but were written when Baloff was still in the lineup. The cherry on top is the now-historic “Impaler,” never officially released on any record, and written when Kirk Hammett was still on guitar. So, what was the reason for the flop at the time? On one hand, the band was dissatisfied with the promotion carried out by Century Media, and on the other hand, Exodus at that moment must have really appeared like fish out of water, relics of an era that interested no one anymore. To fully reclaim the throne that belonged to them, they would have to wait many more years, but once again, this was proof that, sometimes, perseverance pays off. As long as the world is on the brink of the abyss, thrash metal will be alive and well.

Line-up:

Paul Baloff: vocals

Gary Holt: guitar

Rick Hunolt: guitar

Jack Gibson: bass

Tom Hunting: drums


Setlist:

  1. Bonded By Blood

  2. Exodus

  3. Pleasures Of The Flesh

  4. And Then There Were None

  5. Piranha

  6. Seeds Of Hate

  7. Deliver Us To Devil

  8. Brain Dead

  9. No Love

  10. A Lesson In Violence

  11. Impaler

  12. Strike Of The Beast

Tracklist and Lyrics

01   Bonded by Blood (03:34)

Black magic rites on this black evil night
Begin with the slice of the blade
Metal and blood come together as one
Onlookers they gasp in dismay
Taste the sweet blood of one another
Sharing without any greed
Bang you head as if up from the dead
Intense metal is all that you need

Murder in the front row
Crowd begins to bang
And there's blood upon the stage
Bang you head against the stage
And metal takes its price
Bonded by blood!

Metal takes hold death starts to unfold
It's loud like the worlds at an end
Your in a blood fury the metal won't stop
Onlookers they bang at command
Cutting your palm and drinking your blood
The power that few others dare
You feed the need to go out and kill
The same need that your blood brother shares

Murder in the front row
Crowd begins to bang
And there's blood upon the stage
Bang your head against the stage
And metal takes its price
Bonded by blood!

Black magic rites on this black evil night
Begin with the slice of the blade
Metal and blood come together as one
Onlookers they gasp in dismay
Taste the sweet blood of one another
Sharing without any greed
Bang you head as if up from the dead
Intense metal is all that you need

Murder in the front row
Crowd begins to bang
And there's blood upon the stage
Bang you head against the stage
And metal takes its price
Bonded by blood!

02   Exodus (04:29)

It starts with life, a way to live
I love the sound of pain
The more it hurts the better I feel
The world will fall insane
It comes to me late late at night
When I feel like being cruel
Whip out the chains and get the knife
And slay some innocent fool

Get in our way and we're going to take your life
Kick in your face and rape and murder your wife
Plunder your town your homes they'll burn to the ground
You won't hear a sound until my knife's in your back
The exodus attack!

The filthy sound of death and pain
Brings pleasure that I need
The rotting hide the burning flesh
The smell and I agree
Bloody corpse makes me feel great
Painkiller in my life
Cut bare flesh to the bone
Use a rusty knife

Get in our way and we're going to take your life
Kick in your face and rape and murder your wife
Plunder your town your homes they'll burn to the ground
You won't hear a sound until my knife's in your back
And the exodus attack!

Buzzards eat as well as worms
Nature s death machines
Pin you on the desert floor
Now you re hell's cuisine
I tell you all it's the way to live
Get stronger on death glory
Infringing on sacrificial rites
Death's your final story

Get in our way and we're going to take your life
Kick in your face and rape and murder your wife
Plunder your town your homes they'll burn to the ground
You won't hear a sound until my knife's in your back
And the exodus attack!

03   Pleasures of the Flesh (08:15)

[Exodus and Baloff]

Smell of death lurks around the place
Human need, unholy race
See the bloody pile of bones
The night is filled with hellish moans
It's been around for oh so long
At dawn of time they sang their song
The need to eat the human flesh
The strength it gives to pass the test

[chorus]
Feel the power
Of your unholy death
Feeding-frenzy
Human-flesh
To live

[first lead fill- Gary]
[second lead fill- Rick]

Ther is no law, it's time to fight
A brutal hunt every night
Life grows through hounds of flesh
A stronger soul from another death
Hidden back, yet deep within
Jungle's there, it's always been
Hunt at night to stalk their prey
Kill and eat it before it's day

[chorus]
Feel the power
Of your unholy death
Feeding-frenzy
Human-flesh
To live

[solo- Gary]
[solo- Rick]

Dead bodies lie where they fed
Half eaten carcass stained red
Hunting parties come to call
Leaving nothing, they take it all
There's no need to change their ways
Blood and money, it always pays
Don't disturb their solitude
Or the next victim will be you!

[repeat chorus]

[solo- Rick]
[intro: Michael Pluznick]

04   And Then There Were None (05:58)

Wars coming start running
Eyes blinded by the nuclear blast
Hearts beating retreating
All around are bodies burned to ash
Children crying and people dying
No salvation from this holocaust
Bodies burning and now their learning
In war painful death's the bloody cost

Life ends in sin
God cries world dies

And then there were none
The world starts to burn
The world powers learn
That satans work is done

Wheels grinding the glare's blinding
Bullets flying all around your head
Tanks crushing and soldiers rushing
If you live you'll wish that you were dead
Stop praying there's no saving
No salvation from your fiery grave
Brains swelling bodies smelling
And satan comes to see that no one's saved

Life ends in sin
God cries world dies

And then there were none
The world starts to burn
The world powers learn
That satan's work is done

05   Piranha (05:42)

Slicing jaws a way of life
Brought up to waste mankind
Loki's pets his little children
Deadly eyery time
Trapped in swamps by gates of hell
Don't ever: let them out
For if you do and they escape
You'll fight a bloody bout

Piranha kill in a pack - you'll run
Piranha start to attack - you'll done
If you think you can beat - deadly school
If you think you can live - vou're a fool

Gates of hell are old and cracked
They tumble and they fall
Out rush a bloody wall of death
To kill anything at all
Their sole mission is to kill
Strip your bones and flesh
Rip out your eyes tear off your face
An agonizing death

Piranha kill in a pack - you'll run
Piranha start to attack - you're done
If you think you can beat - deadly school
If you think you can live - you're a fool

06   Seeds of Hate (05:59)

[Exodus, Baloff]

Hatred is spreading like the plague
The fuse is cut the line's been frayed
The third world's a time bomb ready to blow
Soon the earth will explode!

[chorus]
How can we help you
If you don't know
The ending of the fate?
Would you help us
Raise the terror
Against the seeds of hate

Martyrs dying for their cause
Giving their lives to take ours
Believing that what they do is right
But now we'll help them see the light

[repeat chorus]

Innocent victims cry out in pain
Nations are under attack
Tension and anger are building within
Now is the time to fick back
Helpless civilians they hope for solutions
To problems that have to be solved
Now's the time for action, no time for retraction
Now you will stand
Or you will fall!

[first, third and fifth leads- Gary]
[second, fourth and sixth leads- Rick]

07   Deliver Us to Evil (08:29)

In my grave down below
Hell's fire starts to glow
My prayers have now been heard
By my lord, my god. master lucifer
There is no life or birth
When the undead walk the earth
Unholy blaspheme and torment
Are now set free

Lead us into temptation
A reign of terror will begin
Deliver us to evil
We promise death, world's end

Incubus in the sky
Pentagram held high
Hell's filth hounds begin to bark
The bells begin to tone
Virgin lies in blood
The blood was once her own
The redness and the horror of blood
Swept across the land I stood

Lead us into temptation
A weigh of terror will begin
Deliver us to evil
We promise death, world's end

Black prince of hell
In fire he reigns
Your god above wrapped up in chains
There is no love
When works collide
Deliver us to evil
When god has died

I laugh while they cry
Their fears build up inside
In their confusion they try to run
But it's no use, my work is done
Slow death is the price
For living such wasted lives
Their bodies they burn and bleed
Until they bow, my word they heed

You've led us into temptation
Our reign of terror has begun
Deliver us to evil
Prince of hell
Satan's son!

08   Brain Dead (05:22)

[Exodus and Baloff]

Your body lies without a twitch-can't move
Feeling gone, nothing to say or do
Still alive but you can't think or see
You're looking like a vegetable to me

[chorus]
The darkness lives forever
Within your mind

Time rolls by and you never paid the cost
Without your mind your body-it's lost
Should we help to keep you alive?
Now's the time to help you
DIE!!!

[chorus]
The darkness lives forever
Within your mind
No dreams, no thoughts it's only
Endless time

Brain dead
Brain dead
Brain dead

[solo- Gary]
[solo- Rick]

Brain dead <i>[repeat 9 more times]

09   No Love (06:41)

come into my home
black master rules the night
see the power start to surge
upon a hellish sight
it's time to raise them up
up from below the grave
white bones glow savagery
provide the light we crave

turn to look at baphomet
from below and not above
welcome to my sacrifice
tonight there'll be no love

the darkness is my lover
she makes he feel strong
take what I wamt, when I want
at night I do no wrong
when I walk the streets:
got loki on my side
slit your throat, drink your blood
who cares when others die

turn to look at baphomet
from below and not above
welcome to my sacrifice
tonight there'll be no love

you thought you'd live for oh 50 long
now it's your turn to die
live with satan down in hell
born to forever cry
took your life I don't feel bad
born to live in hell
died for nothing. slow decay
your body starts to smell

10   A Lesson in Violence (05:57)

If you got something to say
Then come my way
I'm guarded by satan
I'm riding on baphomet
I'll teach you a lesson in violence
You won't soon forget
The pleasure of watching you
Is whati will get

Fight! - for what you believe to be right
Crushing with all your might
I laugh at their pitiful cries
They run from the fire in my eyes

Nothing can save them now
You've learned a lesson in violence
Get on your knees and bow
Or learn a lesson in violence

I love to stab my victims
Until they're dead
A knife to the throat
Or a smashing blow to the head
I'm judge and jury
My sentence has just been passed
Step into the circle of hell
If you think you can last

Fight! - for what you believe to be right
Crushing with all your might
I laugh at their pitiful cries
They run from the fire in my eyes

Nothing can save them now
You've learned a lesson in violence
Get on your knees and bow
Or learn a lesson in violence

11   Impaler (06:08)

[Music (K. Hammett, G. Holt, T. Hunting)]
[Lyrics (P. Baloff)]

Comes from the land where night is day
The people live in fear
Been this way for oh so long
Another four thousand tears
Everyday he hunts to kill
You know he can't help himself
Same routine time after time
A way to seize the wealth

Drinking blood don't mean a thing
Life means even less
Impale your wife, slay your son
Another gory mess
Born in hell, left to die
Now out for all your blood
Living his life day to day
To stake you to the mud

What you see, he don't care
Now you bleed, start to stare
Cut you down, rip you up
Watching warm blood run

Crush your skull strike him well
When you land, just impaled
Freshly done, there's no hope
Watching warm blood run

What you see, he don't care
Now you bleed, start to stare
Freshly done, there's no hope
Watching warm blood run

Impaler!

12   Strike of the Beast (09:18)

Walking down the backstreets
The noon is full and high
You feel your body start to sweat
Someone's about to die

You turn around and run
It's the only thing to do
Someone's about to die
And that someone... is you

Time to run or fight
Off the strike of the beast

You hear the creature's hooves
Start to echo through your brain
You fear the demon's hellish howl
It makes you go insane

You smell the creature's fowl stench
Laced with death and waste
Don't lose your mind he's right behind
Breathing fire in your face

Time to run or fight
Off the strike of the beast
If you fail you'll be
The hellish demon's feast

Black as night he begins his flight
Wings outstretched in the cold
Glowing eyes, he wears no disguise
His evil has yet to be told
Breathing fire the beast is flying higher
Now he swoops down on his prey
All the world a horrid mess
Leaving black earth in decay

The beast prepares for battle
And you prepare to die
The blood running down your throat
Dulls you woeful cry
You can feel the power rage within your soul
When you die you go to hell and live... forevermore!

Time to run or fight
Off the strike of the beast
If you fail you'll be
The hellish demon's feast

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