So I picked up Danzig’s 2010 album Deth Rd Sabaoth. This was a completely impulse buy, based solely on two factors. Hammer of the Gods and especually Night Star Hel. If you cannot get the obvious reason for that based on my name and the name of the blog…well….
I’m not sure what to do with you.
So I’m not sure what cds usually go for, but FYE had this one for about fifteen bucks. More than I like, but two jobs means I am a tired demi-god who has a little extra cash. And the good will I get with Mommy Hel for buying things either with her name to act as offerings, or just good things she will enjoy here on Midgard, typically makes it worth it.
The blackberry frappes are at least.
So I at least checked the reviews online, most of which were in the 4/5 star range. Pretty safe buy at that point and I had heard of Danzig before, even if I’d never heard any of the songs. The album cover was pretty sweet too.
So I came into this with some pretty high hopes. Gothic metal, some Norse mythology references, we were looking at a potential winner. The cd loaded in, I pressed play, some heavenly (Helishly?) delightful beats and melody came out. It was glorious!
And then the vocals started.
Now, when I see an album with 4/5 stars I think it’s pretty good. Good beats, good melody, good vocals. Like, Sabaton, or Halestorm, or even Ozzy Ozborn who has some great vocals even if he isn’t my favorite. The lead singer of Danzig on the other hand…well…
And that’s really all I can say about it. Black Star Hel is a 6:42 long song. It grinds its guitar with epic rifts, it pounds its drums, and it would be one of my favorite examples of what a metal song is…but the voice. The gods damned voice. I can’t understand a word of it. And not in the mode of scremo metal like Amon Amarth or other scremo bands where that’s the point. Scremo is about taking the voice and making it part of that harsh melody. This…he’s got no melody. I’ve heard people talk the lyrics to songs and that’s not even what this guy does. He belts the words out, at the top of his lungs, with practically no rhythm, no tone, no variance. In listening to it, I literally didn’t notice he’d gone through three different songs!
And the only reason I noticed was because in Left Hand Rise Above he tries to ad variance to his voice…and it doesn’t work.
Look, I might get a lot of hate for this one from Danzig fans. I get that this was the band’s first album in six years. Danzig might be something of a big deal in the music scene, judging that even though I do not pay attention to bands I had heard of them, but…I’m sorry. Wikipedia tells me that two years went into the production of this album and it shows. It really shows. The music is amazing, I love it. But good Gods, six years between albums, two years to make this one, and the lead singer couldn’t learn to sing?
This is the first album I’m actually thinking of taking back. I don’t think I’m ever going to listen to it again. While I appreciate the hard work that goes into making something, and I love the work the others did on this, I’m sorry. I just…I just can’t give this a good review. It is seriously like finding a fresh apple pie, ice cream is right there on the side, it smells delicous, you can’t wait, and right as you take the first, glorious bite…
A mouse pops out and starts belting out off key showtunes at the of his lungs. On every song. Actually, it’s better put like this, without the talent:
Danzig’s Deth Red Sabaoth gets a 2/5