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Rating: The beauty of music lies in its variety. A true music listener is someone who can appreciate it fully, without stopping at anything, even if they're holding an album by the Swedish band Nasum, one of the most extreme bands in the current musical landscape. Nasum, in fact, are violence turned into music, and their explosive mix of grindcore and death metal cannot help but shock anyone who approaches listening to their work without a deep psychological preparation for what awaits them.
Formed in '92, our four devastators, after the lackluster debut "Inhale/Exhale," landed in 2001 with Relapse, a label specialized in extreme sounds, and released the excellent and acclaimed "Human 2.0". Two years later, Nasum returned with "Helvete," an album even more devastating than the previous one: 22 frightening tracks for 35 minutes of pure delirium, where distorted guitars and Mieszko Talarczyk's chilling voice seem capable of destroying your stereo speakers at any moment. All is accompanied by high-quality audio and an excellent production that enhances the outcome, among deadly and immediate tracks like Scoop, Time To Discharge, the slower Relics and The Final Sleep, the devastating I Hate People, up to the distortions of the closing Worst Case Scenario (it has nothing to do with dEUS!!! ;D), which seal a magnificent album, almost perfect, in some ways exhausting, but that cannot fail to sway you on the final judgment.
Congratulations to Nasum, then, "Helvete" only confirms their tremendous skills, already demonstrated in previous works, and comparisons by some critics with historical genre groups like Napalm Death or Extreme Noise Terror are far from unwarranted.
In short, another crazy album for us crazy musicophiles, and let's hope they continue this way... Magnificent. Score: 4.5
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Scoop (02:21)
A new beginning, a fresh clean path
Yet slightly curved and striving to come back
The one you thought you were is gone
A loss of faith, all bridges burned
A strong commitment to return
and find the place where it all began to... burn!
A failure, a disgrace
You'll get yourself erased
An old replacement will not do
Only fresh young meat will satisfy you
The purist in you tells you to stay clean
Your conscience now removed with haste
The stench of death reveals the taste
So precisely portrayed within frames - then replaced...
...the stench of death reveals the taste...
...an empty shell is all that remains...
...slow death...
06 Bullshit (00:45)
(Music & lyrics: Mieszko A. Talarczyk)
You claim you're being civilized
A barbarian tribe forcing it's views
upon a world you hardly recognize
Securing your wealth with brutal force
You call it "defence"
When will you wake up and realize
There will come a time when enough is enough
The ones you shit on, on your way up
Will surely shit on you on your way down
Defence?
Bullshit!
Defence?
Bullshit!
12 I Hate People (01:36)
[Music & lyrics: Mieszko A. Talarczyk]
When you try too hard
to find meaning in what you see
You forget the origin of the landscape
so carefully laid out at your feet
Is it hard for you to understand?
Does it bother you that I don't fucking care?
I'm not here for you to read me
like an open book, so don't fucking ask
I'm just thinking, thinking loud
bringing words to tongue and moving fast
All this shit you take for granted
leads to nothing, makes no sense
Instead of waiting for being told
maybe you should tell yourself?
You're a slow learner, you'll never last
In a world so cold you're supposed to make it fast!
Disappointed - yes, but this is hardly news
You're disadvantaged from the start
There's no denying it and you are through...
I hate people telling me what to do - fuck you!
17 The Everlasting Shame (01:25)
[Music & lyrics: Anders Jakobson]
It's so sad, so sad to see
This farce we call equality
The gap between the sexes is still so fucking vast
The failure of generations who tried to beat the last
In the society of Men
There's not much a woman can do
It's so sad, so sad to see
Another destroyed sexuality
Beaten, even raped, laying naked on the floor
It's her fault, she's was drunk and dressed up, she's a whore!
The everlasting shame
Stuck like an ugly tattoo
History repeats itself
This has gone too far
How much can we take?
Let's make it to the history books
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