Poison Idea
We Must Burn

THE REVIEW

He is right, Sfascia!! Sfascia is always right.

You might be wondering about what: I'll explain it to you right away then. About the fact that often and willingly, essential bands that have written historical pages regarding a certain type of music are almost entirely overlooked on Debaser. This morning, Sfascia took on Urge Overkill; this afternoon, I choose Poison Idea myself.

"The scum of hardcore-punk: graceless, ultra-obese (see Big Champion but not only), without rules. A 'Bastard' sound extremely violent...WE MUST BURN..." I quoted myself to define the band born in 1980 in Portland.

They have written memorable pages regarding the Hardcore-Punk of the eighties' memory; thanks especially to the first EP "Pick Your King" (1983): thirteen dirty and murderous tracks in barely thirteen minutes. Directly moving directly to the two masterpiece albums "War All The Time" (1987) and "Feel The Darkness" (1990).

With "We Must Burn" things don't change much. Same deadly charge, same messed-up approach; the sound is slightly more refined even though we are still dealing with sordid blows played at stellar speed. It's their album that brings them closest to Metal, particularly in the corrosive sound of the two guitars.

Filthy and gigantic blasts with a sharp burnt smell; they leave no survivors, they take your breath away in the ruthless and raw tracks that make up the album.

A (s)platter incredibly raw, bungling; a real descent into the inferno of black despair; a smoking, bleeding, and smelly auditory mush.

They decided to end their career this January; long live Poison Idea. Long live Big Champion (R.I.P.).

Ad Maiora.