A Black Heavy Day
(Century Media, 2008)
All those who still with special ecstasy talk about the band that marked some of the milestones of our lifes – Sentenced, will enthusiastically greet new album Poisonblack recorded with Ville Laihiala, one of the most intriguing personality on Finnish metal scene. Because on “A Dead Heavy Day’” expression you can feel the breah of the sound because of Sentenced will always remain that special.
Poisonblack that stepped on the road of succes with their deubt album “Escapexstacy” recorded with vocalist Juha-Pekka Leppäluoto (Charon) continued to walk on it also with album “Lust Stained Despair” when Laihiala took vocalistic wand.
Two years later in front of us is a new piece, “A Dead Heavy Day” – heavy, melancholic, daring from the first to the last note. One of its stongest trumps is certanly recognazible Ville Laihiala’ vocals nested into fascinating melodical lines.
The album recorded in Soundmix studios in Poisonblacks hometown Oulu is opened by «Introuder», the song that the most on the album reminds on Sentenced but here, righ on the beginning int he same time arises and disappears every conncection with this band because Poisonblack are in their expression unmistakeable traditional metal with feelable Gothic edge, very melodic and dark but in the same time heavy and rough.
One of albums highlights is he song «The Day Between” charactherized by the note of melancholy and great vocal line and in the same line with it stands “X” with carefully integritated line of pain, “Me, Myself & I” where you can flair the shade of anger and “Only You Can Tear Me Apart” which closes the album and with intro line again return the thoughts on still unavoidable Sentenced.
So if youo really like Sentenced, if you are a fan of Finnish metal-gothic scene if you like the atmosphere that can made only Ville Laihiala then “A Dead Heavy Day” is album for you. Although in its nature you won’t find anything revolutionary new “A Dead Heavy Day” is one of the best albums to lead you into the autumn.
Recenzija: Ivana Sataić