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Despite having listened to and almost immediately dismissed their first album, I decided to give a listen to the second album by Vendetta Red.
The first impression, if it means anything, is astonishing compared to what I expected.
They have completely abandoned the extreme and less melodic side, mainly tied to a very "rudimentary" punk that characterized their first album, and it feels like listening to a completely different band. The thing is, they play well... and all the melodies are different and very melodic, rich with riffs and screams that at a good volume cannot fail to evoke pleasant sensations.
The first three songs could all easily be singles, truly direct and very beautiful songs. The fourth song is beautiful but suffers, compared to the first three, from being "already heard"... Muse, first and foremost... this will recur in another song which, even though the structure is 100% "Muse-like," is truly wonderful, well-constructed, and will be perfect in any rock compilation you want to make (great castration).
The album flows without any drops... they don't completely abandon punk but make it more modern-Rock and mature, thereby distancing themselves from the countless imitators of new punk: Blink 182, Green Day, Rancid, Sum 141, Weezer, and the new emo. We are miles away from these bands.
One last note of credit is Zach Davidson's voice, which ranges from pure hard rock to melodic, delivering a falsetto that, to our ears, is truly irresistible. A really excellent production.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
06 Silhouette Serenade (03:17)
The last thing I wanna do right now is read your stupid poetry
Why can't you just tell me what you really wanna say?
You'd clear your conscience with words so weak and empty
But something in your eyes gave you away
And i've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me like a silhouette or a serenade
Is this all you have to say this broken boy would hang on every word
You tell me that you need me while I slowly fall apart
You'd heal your heartache with words so cool and callous
But the absence of your tears gave you away
And I've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me like a silhouette or a serenade
And all pretty poems have to end
So I say this before I leave
If words are your weapons my dear I surrender, surrender
And I've been lonely like a silhouette or a serenade
A heart attack or a man betrayed
The arms of love are holding me to you
11 Coital Improv (03:25)
Hey miscarriage,
I was hoping you'd catch my white knuckled wave.
But the umbilical bars of your seraphant cell,
they're all,
"Hey now what's that sound?"
Machine guns fire in a shantytown.
"The American mask of a terrorist clown?"
The stealth jet bombers and mushroom clouds coming down.
Congregation; behold our daughter,
the perversion of the age.
With these forceps, I waved hello,
and tried to pluck you from the womb.
Hang your head in shame;
ye dare accuse our mother.
A curse upon your name and all your future sons.
The hour is at hand, and she will be the herald
for the reign of womankind.
Let the blood rain down forever and ever.
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