

vote
7.0
- Band:
Profanatic - Duration: 00:21:11
- Available from: 25/04/2025
- Label:
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Hells HeadBangers
At almost thirty -five years from the date of formation, few remain those who still need a presentation when it comes to profanatic: active before even the term 'USBM' (i.e. the black metal made of American origin) had a meaning and a music scene behind, the creature of Paul Ledney (born when the American decided to move away from the immolation) Just a state of pioneering bands in the United States, capable of living a second youth in the new millennium.
Above all from 2010 on, in fact, the luxuriant prolificity of the trio has allowed its admirers to enjoy the material in abundance, released both in the form of official albums and of minor exits.
Even the newcomer, “Wreathed in Dead Angels”, belongs to this category and with its twenty abundant minutes of material it intends to reiterate once again the disgusting supremacy of the profanatic on the extreme American scene and beyond.
The link with the recent past of “Crux Simplex”, which came out only a couple of years ago, remains firm and clearly evident by the first hammers of “Hung in Golgatha”, where a typical drilling riff is quickly accompanied by the usual primitive and ferocious drumming of Ledney, in a riot of low frequencies and discarding voices that burst on the scene without mercy. The powerful rhythmic sector is the masters up to here, and also in the subsequent “The Sixth Hour”, shocked by-like-like injections that go perfectly with the unpleasant counterpart of guitars and the voice, before returning to the obsessive rhythms of the subsequent “Descent from the Cross”, on which they stand out in the final of the beautiful lenses capable of widening the spectrum of the band and allowing the band's spectrum and allowing breathe with full lungs the unhealthy Mephitian halo issued by this work.
“The entombment” then, with its infernal melodic phrasing, returns to the most remote past of the combo, before a few partially innovative rhythmic stops, as well as the disturbing keyboards that accompany the insane celebration of the title-track, small elements of evolution incorporated with wisdom among the tested plots of these songs. Here then that filths D-Beat and abysmal atmospheres return to appear in “by Thine Agony”, a slightly more complex song and worthy curtain of a concise quality record exit.
With “Wreathed in Dead Angels” the Profanadic invent nothing, but instead demonstrate a state of grace that does not give signs of uncertainties or exhaustion: Paul Ledney's black/Death/Death remains detestable and repellent as always was, according to an irreverent and blasphemous spirit that cloaks without reserve even the few songs contained in this mini LP.
The lime vote refers above all to the strong duration of the work, too short to be able to aspire to a judgment as a real full, but if the intention was to keep the attention high until the next long -lasting exit, the result can certainly be considered successful.
Daniel D`Amico for SANREMO.FM