It was 1993 when the Snapcase burst onto the global hardcore scene with the extraordinary album "Lookinglasself", full of sounds that were innovative and very interesting at the time.
A success unfortunately never repeated.
"End Transmission" is the latest chapter in this story, and although I'm very fond of the band, I must honestly admit that we could have done without this final transmission. An album with completely banal and useless content, musically foreign to their traditional New School HC-Metal style (Helmet or Unbroken for instance), not engaging at all.
The tracks are 13, but they lack the explosive riffs and the extraordinary power of the drums that made us love them so much in the past. Not a single song is saved, not even a track that manages to repeat the aggression of "Lookinglasself", confirming the current inconsistency of the Victory Records brand, which in recent years has managed to produce just a couple of good revelations, almost all linked to much more melodic sounds (emocore).
Fortunately, there are bands like Raised Fist or Speak that still give hope, given that if it were up to the "old glories," we would have to talk about a severe crisis in the hardcore scene.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Coagulate (02:20)
No tickets to this show, baby
Just one to a room
Are you up for a blood transfusion?
Commit and go
Who shot the shot to break the blood clot.
You can die, maybe and test your resolve
Slaves are saved through converted vessels
Of the most sacred blood
John the Baptist's head was taken
For his faith was strong
Can you defend the didactic army
Without breaking down?
Can you transfuse?
06 First Word (03:05)
Suspect device has informed us of discrepancies
Limiting potentials
Synthetic lives enforced by genetic clones
Technology complicates simplicity
Illuminate a realized potential
Terminate idealized hype that keeps us down
Down are the hearts
Down are the minds
Down is the state of the state we are in now
Now it's the end
Now it's in sight
Now is the start of a future domain
Let's start the end
Faithless commanders lead the faithful to didactic
thoughts
Defining what's civilized
Indigenous lands are stolen by the takers
History repeats itself
08 A Synthesis of Classic Forms (06:13)
I see white
Bright flashes of souls of those I know
They are so bright
THey are so controlled
They won't let go
And this vision
It returns when the sky is exposed
Yeah, can you see them?
Fearless lights of souls
We're airtight
And with a lust for life
We lose that world
Immortals, now catch your breath and reopen your eyes
And this vision
It returns when the sky is exposed
Goodbye to you, domain
I fly away
Leave you with a glimpse of light
I fly away
Leave you with a saddened joy
I fly away
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