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MENDEED MINI-LP REVIEW |
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HOPE LIES IN THE HEART OF EVEN
Length: 32:11 (min:secs)
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Glasgow’s Mendeed have spent the last couple of years honing a sound and style which they have unquestionably made their own, on this fine Mark Daghorn produced mini album. For the unacquainted they create a refreshingly outlandish hybrid, which is constructed on a strong foundation of old school thrash, bonded together with powerful hardcore and built using quality bricks of traditional British metal. Opening with a gentle lullaby of softly spoken piano that lightly caresses with a silken feather, until delectably turning into the throat slitting reality of a cold steel blade as they tear into “Act Of Sorrow” - indisputably a classic in the making. Further excellence can be found in the hedonistic appetite of “Ignite The Flames”, which suggests a desperate story that is longing to be told with a need for compassion. It builds and builds intensity until topmost it cascades a striking guitar solo that helps to claim the peak, before ending with a contented calm. They present six progressive passages of chugging metal, with relentless screaming vocals and the searing poise of rapid fire drums, which follows a theme of hard hitting thrash that changes pace so often and happily injects thrusting energy without any warning. And there really isn’t a bad track amongst them. The simple danger with basing music around thrash is that it can all becomes too samey, but what Mendeed have managed to do with this album is experiment a little with song structures, chop and change pace and temperament, and largely make the songs anything but a straight forward pattern of chorus and versus. They have also interjected some really sweet twin lead guitar playing and choice solos and have began to use harmonised singing which lends character and makes the songs more memorable. And they should be well pleased with themselves on this album - it is well recommended. The darkened corner ignites, from deep within a Celtic rootle warriors stir, roused not by thoughts of Bannockburn or with bloodied sword held high, for this is a battle using metal of a different kind. One thing is for sure, now this land will never be the same…
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- Rigsby
(11th May, 2005)
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