New year, old life; in the sense that I am ready with the sonic bombardments to which I have so well accustomed you in the recent past (and immediately, who knows how many of you will rightly send me packing, moving on).

Therefore: War is coming (again, again and again).

Cover that promises well: from the band's fiery logo to the underlying images that foreshadow yet another disgusting, disastrous, and deranged birth that I am about to review.

The year is 1999.

The architects of this alliance, a genuine All Star Team of Grindcore-Death, are four reserved characters who already belong to the history of (over)done extremism in music. The necessary introductions start with vocalist Peter Tagtgren (the leader of that death machine that was the Swedish band Hypocrisy in the nineties); continuing, we meet on the not-so-straight path Shane Embury on bass (I hope someone remembers his now over thirty-year tenure with Napalm Death), the late Jesse Pintado on guitar (he too was a protagonist for years of the bleak sound of the aforementioned Napalm). And finally, the human mountain Nicholas Barker on drums (and here a broad chapter would be necessary to highlight all the bands he has played with... but let's move on).

A torrential, diabolical (WOW!!), exasperated work. A grueling listening experience despite its very short duration; thirteen tracks in which there is such an execution frenzy as to border on physical and nervous collapse. Not only on the part of the musicians.

Peter's abrasive Black-like voice is a guarantee; Jesse's "flamenco-esque" guitar riffs (a term already used at the time by the good Claudio Sorge, director of "Rumore") are the cornerstone of the album. But it is Nicholas's superhuman drumming that stands out: an unprecedented speed, tempo changes executed with disarming ease, a frequency behind the drums that allows not a single second of rest. Do you remember the cyclopean and dynamic sound of Dave "triple kick" Lombardo when he played with Slayer? Nicholas manages to push even further!!!

Completely pointless to highlight just one track from this formidable collection once again.

Those who have ears and NASUM to understand, understand.

One more thing before closing: the album has a duration of twenty-nine minutes. Just a few seconds more than "Reign In Blood" by... I'll leave you the honor of completing the phrase... DELIRIUM...

Diabolos Rising 666.

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