Something that grabs you by the scruff of your neck and almost chokes you, lifts you up in the air, and hurls you far, far away.

-Fuck- I say -the transport of the future, clean to boot-

Mysterious, invisible, intangible, and uncontrollable force. Assassin fury, annihilating, blind.

You find yourself flying at incredible speed, alone. The thrust seems never to run out. Beneath you, images you never wanted to see unfold.

Wounds.

Crevices open on the earth's crust and from Hell's mouth rises a black, suffocating, scorching smoke. Inexplicably, your eyes keep seeing and, in fact, become even more efficient but they hurt, they fucking hurt. The oceans immediately below you are boiling, every olfactory sensation is overshadowed by the acrid smell of forests corroded by acid, the screams of people in ruined cities, and the noise produced by the collapse of skyscrapers is more deafening than the thunder roar coming from the nearby black layer above you. You've never seen anything darker.

The second album by Tragedy, "Vengeance," dates back to 2002.

It marks 2002 as the fulfillment of a certain way of making Hardcore, indeed, of making music.

Someone said "Celine Dion sings love songs while our cities burn". And damn, if they were right. Some say listening to music should feel good - hell no. I avoid certain stuff; it doesn't match the world I see around me.

"Vengeance" is some of the most devastating, negative, angry, desperate, black, and intense things that could ever reach human ears.

It is said that certain records leave something behind if very beautiful. Well, this music leaves only devastation behind. Nothing inside. It empties and destroys. And not because it is the most extreme music ever produced, far from it, but because it is true, truer than you, for sure.

Everything goes back to then, to the early 80s, to environments dominated by ideals of Anarchism and DIY, to the dawn of Hardcore Punk, Crust, Anarcho-Punk. It was the Reagan era. Anger and fear were the main emotions the scene's youth felt towards that world. The fear of a nuclear war, the anger towards humanity that, the fewer chances of redemption in the future, the better it was.

20 years later, in "Vengeance," this anger and fear are still there, stronger than ever. They condense into a record of apocalyptic scale, devastating in every tiny aspect, dozens of frighteningly powerful riffs overlap, burn, crackle, build mountains that collapse ruinously to the ground in disastrous slowdowns. All immersed in a gloomy and heavy atmosphere characteristic of an increasingly close Event Horizon.

Few, very few possible comparisons: perhaps the early works of Swans, "Through Silver in Blood" by Neurosis, "Monument To Thieves" by His Hero Is Gone (a band in which, not coincidentally, 3 of the 4 members of Tragedy played).

Afterwards, only ruins.

"The sky darkens one final time
Gears cease turning, the machines malfunction
What we deserve, what we deserve
Our untimely end"





Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   Conflicting Ideas (04:35)

When the scientists find our remnants,what will they say? When they find our bloated carcasses, ridden with sickness and cancer's, what will they find? And what... what will they say?

Will they recognize our self-abuse as a product of the abusive hands that molded our lives?

Or will we remain, a mystery?

Deformed from malnourishment, our blood coagulated and inced with disease: the preservatives, the alcohol,the cigarettes. The meat we gorged ourselves on, for all those years.

Will they recognize our self abuse as a product of the abusive hands that molded our lives?

(As experts scratch their heads, as doctors shake their hands and wonder what we've done.)

02   Call to Arms (02:48)

03   Vengeance (03:34)

04   Recurring Nightmare (01:33)

05   Beginning of the End (03:20)

06   The Lure (03:15)

07   Night Falls (03:20)

08   The Day After (03:31)

09   War Within Us (02:36)

10   Revengeance (02:10)

11   To the Dogs (03:52)

12   No Words (04:13)

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