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- Band:
Omarus Ruin - Duration: 00:40:29
- Available since: 09/05/2025
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WillowTip Records
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I'm certainly not a group that I like to run, the hominous ruins. Fifteen years of career with only two full-lengths at the assets-including this “Requiem”, out for the always reliable WillowTip-they speak to us of a reality that, evidently, does not like to do things in a hurry, although the frenzy that permeates most of his music can lead to believing the opposite.
Born and raised in that Californian Death metal circuit in love as much of the technique as of violence, and which especially in the first decade of the year 2000 has been able to achieve a good fame (underground) thanks to names such as Decrepit Birth, hateus mortem and Severed Savior, the Quintet of San Francisco continues here the speech started in the pandemic era with a valid “amidst voices that Echo in Echo in Stone “(crossroads of a path that, until then, had not gone beyond the demo/ep format), insisting on a sound where virtuosity and brutality show that they know how to coexist without crushing their feet.
With due proportions, just as it happened on old pearls as “servile insurrection” and “cryptic implosion”, the sound is constantly voted for eclectic and unpredictable structures, in which the time change is around the corner, finishing it means embracing a score with a jazzate flavor and the succession of the riffs imposes for its mix of ferocity, expertise and vorticosity, in a mechanical deactation, Algorithmic, which is well married to the Sci-Fi imagination evoked by texts and cover.
In its own way, the tracklist composes a proudly uncompromising and traditional work, not at all different-at least from a conceptual point of view-to certain Old-School Death Metal records much more considered by listeners and professionals today; Ours, the first fans of this subgenre, know what they want to achieve and how to achieve the goal they have in mind, do not try to develop their own voice but, rather, to pay homage to their reference points in a respectful way, leveraging on a respectable experience to pack a series of fluid and complete sense songs, in which instrumental skill almost never takes over on the foundations of the songwriting.
A recipe that, marked by the growrite crystal rose growl, for some will also be able to know of dated, out of time, but which manages to bring the clock hands back with passion and credibility to the period 2004-2008 of the American techno-death. Fans of that period, by those who have never passed the end of the necrophagist to those who have exulted at the birth of the Retromorphosis project, will most likely have to have fun.
Daniel D`Amico for SANREMO.FM
