THRASH MANIACS
Battalion es un grupo suizo que hace un thrash metal de la vieja escuela. Resultan evidentes las influencias musicales de las bandas ochenteras en su sonido con tan solo unos segundos de escucha. El grupo se forma en 2001, aunque bajo el nombre de "Corpus Delicti", nombre bajo el que editarán, una demo "The Story of the Immortal Knight", antes de que su bajista Roland Isken abandonase la banda, y todo ello antes de 2005, momento que aprovechan para dar un nuevo impulso al grupo y cambiarse el nombre por "Battalion". Ya bajo esa denominación fichan por "Silverwolf Productions", discográfica con la que editan su primer larga duración "The fight for metal", ya en 2006. Este aálbum cuenta con los conocimientos de Tommy Vetterly, (Ex Kreator y Ex Coroner) como técnico de sonido empezando así su carrera con ciertas garantías. Cuatro años más tarde editan la continuación de su debut en forma de su segundo larga duración, "Underdogs", de 2010, que curiosamente lleva la misma portada de su primer disco, y la misma fidelidad al sonido clásico de los grupos Thrash de la "Bay Area". Su discografía se completa con otros dos discos de estudio, "Set the phantom afire" de 2012 y "Generation Movement" recién salido hace unos meses. Hoy me quiero referir a su segunda obra de estudio, "Underdogs" de 2010, un disco en el que encontramos un thrash de corte clásico con muchos guiños a heavy metal de toda la vida, con esos riffs técnicos, clásicos y con esa dosis de velocidad ochentera. Fácil quedarse con sus temas en la cabeza a primera oída, como en el tema que dejo hoy en el blog, "Thrash Maniacs", con sus riffs que no te dan un respiro, esos cambios de ritmo y un cierto regusto a sonido tanto de la Bay Area como europeo, en fin una gran canción de la que dejo hoy un enlace a youtube.
Out in the darkness the serpants arise
The fire starts melting the snow
Chains of slavery are breaking in two
So the empire of evil can grow
Myths of the past are undying at last
Hearts pound inside the light of the moon
The wind and the rain, the blood in my veins
The meltdown is coming too soon
Ice cold winter, freeze my soul
There is no place to go
Underdogs are gathering
In a place nobody should know
Release the curse in the smoke and the rust
As the sinner is choosing his way
Sending the plague seven days into the dark
Bringing madness and hell to this day
The undead arise, leave their funural in despise spread the ash and the dust on the ground
On the way, kill the brave, they march to their grave lead by a terrible sound
Sand of time is running blind
Bitter-sweet is the pain
Purgatory chose its path
It plunges through my lungs and my veins
Terminate, gods on the right
Hunting down the victims
At day and at night
Violence, there is no annulation
The stronger race is feeding
On the weaker creation
Braindead, branded with a mark
On dogs of hell we’re riding
With the evil force we bark
Reconning, counting the days
Four ugly demons break your power
As they daze
Muthas of metal are seeking for blood
In their ruins, they’re never to tame
The bringer of evil their masters defeat
Defending their realm is in vain
Wars of the heathen the pharaohs speak
Across thousands of years
Spelling history by ringing a bell
As we drown in millions of tears
Twisting our sphere world’s end is near
Peace is nowhere
Hiding somewhere senseless beware
Now it’s too late to take care
The fire starts melting the snow
Chains of slavery are breaking in two
So the empire of evil can grow
Myths of the past are undying at last
Hearts pound inside the light of the moon
The wind and the rain, the blood in my veins
The meltdown is coming too soon
Ice cold winter, freeze my soul
There is no place to go
Underdogs are gathering
In a place nobody should know
Release the curse in the smoke and the rust
As the sinner is choosing his way
Sending the plague seven days into the dark
Bringing madness and hell to this day
The undead arise, leave their funural in despise spread the ash and the dust on the ground
On the way, kill the brave, they march to their grave lead by a terrible sound
Sand of time is running blind
Bitter-sweet is the pain
Purgatory chose its path
It plunges through my lungs and my veins
Terminate, gods on the right
Hunting down the victims
At day and at night
Violence, there is no annulation
The stronger race is feeding
On the weaker creation
Braindead, branded with a mark
On dogs of hell we’re riding
With the evil force we bark
Reconning, counting the days
Four ugly demons break your power
As they daze
Muthas of metal are seeking for blood
In their ruins, they’re never to tame
The bringer of evil their masters defeat
Defending their realm is in vain
Wars of the heathen the pharaohs speak
Across thousands of years
Spelling history by ringing a bell
As we drown in millions of tears
Twisting our sphere world’s end is near
Peace is nowhere
Hiding somewhere senseless beware
Now it’s too late to take care
By Nash
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