Iceage
Plowing Into The Field Of Love

THE REVIEW

After two hardcore and pure albums of Hardcore and Post-Hardcore Punk, Iceage decide to take a leap forward. They draw heavily from American alt-country, but not like those fools from The Men who tried to be the poor man's Meat Puppets. Iceage, the most well-known group from the flourishing Danish scene today (Var, Croatian Amor, Lust For Youth, ...), look beyond; There are new heroes in town and they will make their way by spilling blood in the city, maintaining their air of grandeur without being trampled by the wrongdoers, as if we were in a post-apocalyptic western à la Vash The Stampede, but under the long red coat hides Marv from Sin City.

Track by Track? They only use those who can't appreciate an album in its entirety, the adrenaline rushes of previous works are completely absorbed by Elias's voice, who sees himself as the new Nick Cave without ever plagiarizing him too much. The unstoppable distortions make way for clean guitars that beat as if there were no tomorrow.

What else to say, guitar-bass-drums are enriched by piano, trumpets, and synths that never take the liberty of overshadowing the dynamic rock trio. Special note for the concluding titular song, certainly not the best, but a worthy closure to one of the best albums of the last 10 years without exaggeration, to be listened to and re-listened to, which significantly raises the bar of this nu-post-hardcore wave, which I would like to reinterpret as HardNoir, but I've never been good at inventing things, so I'll let others decide.