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I'll get straight to the point: this auditory garbage, because it really is musical rubbish, represents the downhill turning point for me of the record label Nuclear Blast. The German label, along with the English Earache Records, started a true sonic revolution for heavy metal since the late eighties. Thanks to its meticulous production work for at least a decade, it brought to the market bands of the caliber of Dismember, Hypocrisy, Sinister, Brutality, Benediction, Pungent Stench... and I'll stop here because I could go on forever.
And it was Nuclear Blast that discovered fellow countrymen Pyogenesis in the early nineties; a band that started with belligerent intentions thanks in particular to their first album "Sweet X-Rated Nothings", a highly valid auditory compendium capable of integrating Dark-Wave sounds with a stylistic approach based on a canonical and expressive Gothic-Doom that was so much in vogue in the nineties. Unfortunately, I have to talk to you about "Unpop", released in 1997, and the stylistic shift of Pyogenesis; a shift I still can't understand and found terrifying (to remain in terms of decency).
The cover image is censurable, already capable of highlighting the band's shift towards more commercial, catchy sounds; completely abandoning Metal, although in some very rare moments the guitars can still roar. But it's not enough to save a work composed of about fifteen tracks mostly (and fortunately, I add, given the absolute meagerness of the sound) of short duration.
Take the worst Pop-Punk of Green Day, add a good dose of tackiness and sugary, carefree, tedious choruses. But it doesn't end here because there's even room for a kind of Alternative Rock à la Foo Fighters to which an execution "disinterest" is added that makes you shiver. I take, practically at random, a single track to support what I've written: it's "Get Up" and its one hundred and forty seconds. Try listening to them, courage, you can do it—it's more or less two and a half minutes, and I'm sure that when the aforementioned choruses start, you'll feel like running to the bathroom: hence leave the door open and the toilet seat well-spread. Unfortunately, we're only at the second track and there are still thirteen more; but just forget it. Trust GG the bad!!! (I've spent so much time in the bathroom because of these scoundrels...).
With the subsequent work, they even managed to do worse; but that's a whole other story that maybe one day I'll tell you, or maybe not.
And to think that at the beginning of their career they were called Immortal Hate.
Diabolos Rising 666.
Tracklist and Lyrics
02 Blue Smiley's Plan (03:46)
[Music: R. Schænsee & W. Maier / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz]
Did you see those mushrooms there
I'd like to show to you
Did you smell them in the air
I'd like to go with you
It's just a matter of expression how
You achive your aim
How you get paid by her reaction
Try it once more
What you see is what you get - Blue Smiley's plan
Don't care about who's in that bed - Blue Smiley's plan
Seeing is believing, babe - Blue Smiley's plan
Don't care about who's in that bed - Blue Smiley's plan
He's in touch just with some girl
Don't know weach other well
Try to tell her everything
She won't believe you now
It's just a matter of expression how
You achive your aim
How you get paid by her reaction
Try it once more
What you see is what you get - Blue Smiley's plan
Don't care about who's in that bed - Blue Smiley's plan
Seeing is believing, babe - Blue Smiley's plan
Don't care about who's in that bed - Blue Smiley's plan
07 Love Nation Sugarhead (03:56)
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz]
You wanted friends you wanted somebody
Who needs a home who needs infinity
But you should know that something happened,
Something changed so far,
Something's not the same
That there's some more but only getting high
They should change their mind
Love nation sugarhead, love nation sugarhead
Just wind it up with some E and some space bread
Love nation sugarhead, love nation sugarhead
Don't you break down in a love nation sugarhead
You're gonna stay, you're gonna leave, somehow
Who stabs himself, who stabs a needle, now?
When time has come to find the meaning of behaviour
To make it out and stand
For their opinion
That should not remain,
They should change their mind
Love nation sugarhead, love nation sugarhead
Just wind it up with some E and some space bread
Love nation sugarhead, love nation sugarhead
Don't you break down in a love nation sugarhead
11 Silver Experience (03:29)
[Music: Flo V. Schwarz / Lyrics: Flo V. Schwarz]
You're gonna take it gonna tear it apart
Silver experience take it out of my heart
You're gonna move it gonna make it today
(Silver, silver, silver experience)
Silver experience tell me why can?t you stay
(Silver, silver experience)
I don't know, I don't care
You just should do what you dare
What a henchman wouldn't try out (try it anyway)
Turn it on, turn it loose, fuzzy riot stranger blues
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
You're gonna take it gonna tear it apart
Silver experience take it out of my heart
You're gonna move it gonna make it today
(Silver, silver, silver experience)
Silver experience tell me why can't you stay
(Silver, silver experience)
Cut up one, cut and gone
Major thing's already done
By a stump link stinky bass man (holy deep inside)
Well he's right, well he's tight, well, he gave us a new
sight
Of what he knows, I don't know, I don't know
You're gonna take it gonna tear it apart
Silver experience take it out of my heart
You're gonna move it gonna make it today
(Silver, silver, silver experience)
Silver experience tell me why can't you stay
(Silver, silver experience)
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