UNDERTAKERS – Global Dominion

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7.5

• Bands:
  UNDERTAKERS
• Duration: 00:24:50
• Available from: 10/07/2026
• Label:

• Time To Kill Records

If the “Dictatorial Democracy” compilation could be seen as a first attempt to get back on track after a very long period of silence, punctuated both by the start of parallel projects (Buffalo Grillz) and by unexpected deaths (the death of Antonio Pucciarelli in 2015), with “Global Dominion” the Undertakers definitively raise their heads again to continue a discourse that was interrupted in an ambiguous and premature way the day after its publication of the remix album “REvision Dstortion Xversion”.

All things considered, the Campanian group hasn't resurfaced with a proper full-length since 2000, a biblical absence that could have also justified a return in the name of rust and balances to be found, but fortunately just a few seconds are enough – time for the sirens of the intro “Call to Arms” to lead to the riotous assault of “United Front” – to realize how Enrico Giannone's creature is today in a state of remarkable form, conveyed in what are his most lucid and dynamic compositions ever.
In short, to the path of indecision and nostalgia as an end in itself, the quintet prefers that of resoluteness and the concrete desire to test themselves, in a flow with an urgent and militant character which – as in the best reboot operations – updates the past without distorting its own aesthetics and its own language.
An impetus that inevitably passes from the input of the musicians welcomed into the line-up in recent years, whose experience in bands such as Hour of Penance, Skeletro and Tsubo reverberates in a tracklist which combines modern, clean sounds, but not pumped up to the point of depriving them of naturalness and organicity, with a particularly fresh and vital mix of death, grind and hardcore, far from settling on a range of reduced solutions (see also some well-chosen black metal nuances).
Concrete music and not at all inclined to get lost in bullshit, as evident also from a duration of just over twenty minutes, yet mutable and iridescent, in which the riffs fit together and follow one another in perfect balance between caution and the desire to slap.

Like a drier, street-oriented and less drawn-out version of Misery Index, with the suburbs of Naples replacing that of Baltimore and the Italian political class in the crosshairs instead of the American establishment, today's Undertakers therefore give life to a perfect album for the summer and its days of heat, sweat and eyes half-closed by the sun, when the desire for fast and flowing proposals, ignorant without being banal, rightly takes over.
An album capable of convincing both for its compactness and impetus, with a driving groove that seems to settle in the muscles, and for the attention paid to the details and micro-variations of each episode, to establish how certain stories left pending, if resurrected, can become relevant even in the present.