DROWNING POOL – HELLELUJAH (2016)
Release Date: Feb 05, 2016
℗ 2015 Entertainment One
- By the Blood
- Hell To Pay
- We Are the Devil
- Snake Charmer
- My Own Way
- Goddamn Vultures
- Another Name
- Sympathy Depleted
- Stomping Ground
- Meet the Bullet
- All Saints Day
Has you by the balls immediately and urgently with Push and rest assured, by the start of By The Blood you are drooling, snarling, biting for more. Repetitive reinforcement the order of the day and no, guys, we won’t forget you. But just when you thought maybe something untoward was up, Drop does exactly that. More slams your shit into the deck over and over. Brilliant sequencing. Again, your balls become the property of Drowning Pool. Just sensational.
Hell To Pay follows a more melodic line with more instrumental and vocal hooks than your normal mind can handle. Best be just a little emotionally fucked up to thoroughly appreciate this sensational track. Your inner angst will scream for release and recognition to scream along in tortured companionship. Just amazing.
We Are the Devil arrives from playful vintage introduction before Drowning Pool adorn the track with malevolent fury. Thrash out your angst once again and become one with the band. Snake Charmer has a distinct instrumental beauty before the vocals cast it back into the malign insanity where it belongs. My Own Way is a true Drowning Pool classic with melodic highs and lows thrashing you hither and thither in careless abandon. Not so much a wall of death track but more a thrash your head in your own way. I can’t wait to hear this live. Goddamn Vultures is a title perfectly selected for the vocal and the instrumental delivery. Furious focussed on the lyrics and rightfully so, but a melody you won’t get out of your head in a hurry. Come get some.
Dare I utter that Another Name eases into the category of a vindictive ballad? But that’s exactly how it feels and in sensational form. Again the sequencing of this track, mid-album, is utterly superb. Now I feel all bipolar. Sympathy Depleted lowers us back into the socially aware observations of Drowning Pool. Nay, a contemporary awareness, but to a blisteringly impressive soundtrack. Stomping Ground is immediately and instrumentally pissed on to mark the Drowning Polo territory. The guitar solos during this track are sensationally homogenised with the lyrical intent. Blisteringly brilliant.
Meet The Bullet is again introduced with a vintage repartee you itch to dispatch into the next life. Too sweet and innocent for this album, but perfect for what follows. Wistful but loaded with raw grunt. The percussive fury afforded this number is brilliant. More automatic than single action.
All Saints Day throws is into a thrashing finale but with so much beat that you will know from the spinning cerebral confusion and migraine headache, that you have just been cast into the Drowning Pool with all us other sinners. Lift your hands from the filth and rejoice with a cry of Hallelujah. We survived.