Urn – Demon Steel

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• Band:
  Urn
• Duration: 00:43:29
• Available from: 28/03/2025
• Label:

• Osmose Productions

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It happens to be struggling with doubts and perplexities, of being in constant search for certainties: waiting to unravel the fateful skein, let's arm ourselves with studs and metal and we welcome the new Urn album with great pomp which, in terms of guarantees and safety, are quietly placed in the first line.
Six years after the last “Iron Will of Power”, the cordial – so to speak – Sulphur has rekindled the engines of his Blacken/thrash machine to throw the umpteenth nuclear head of Riff demonic and lethal in the middle of the stomach. The present “Demon Steel”, sixth work of the band, intends to change as always not to change a comma, or almost, its primary intent, arrives from the Finnish Finnish factory: forward straight for straight, without ever working the handbrake, following the natural and instinctive dictates, laid 'bread and ignorance', perpetrated far and wide by Desaster and Destroyer 666, building a sweat. Teuto-Finnico-Australian triangle.
Awarded by a crystalline production, able to amplify the overbearing impact of the rhythmic section, and enclosed by a cover with a high symbolic rate, “Demon Steel”, in its artistic integrity, adds, or specifically, perfects a melodic element already present in the latest works: a touch of delicacy that smoothes the feral plan of the work by making it even more evil. Boarder of this catchy variant is certainly “Burning Blood's Curse”, a supreme hymn of the Urn Malefish Verve, properly punched by a guitar line that embellishes its plot. A functional and winning arrangement, capable of unleashing a violent headbanging while the melodic intertwining is set to perfect in our ear pavilions, is instead the case of “Heir of Tyrants”, with its firm discharge in Blast-Beat on which the ruffs held by Sulphur and Axeleratörr chase out in Menadito in possession, anticipating a central part, anticipating a central part. More cadenced and harmonious that knows of call-back-off.
Thirty years on the rump (thirty-one to precision) are not few: that's why the war strategy triggered by Jarno Hämäläinen himself (aka Sulphur) is ultra-consolidated; We know what the URNs offer, Ergo does not hide in underlining, with satisfaction, which we do not expect from them.
Songs complete with 'stadium' chorus such as “Are You Friends With Your Demons” lighten the assaults on the white weapon guaranteed and certified by the “Turbolence of Misanthropy”, pairing in super Heavy tracks such as the glacial “Iron Star”.
As often happens, above the abrasive layer of fire and flames, a more celebratory hymn rests, complete with forks raised to the sky: this is the role of “Wings of Inferno”, gritty and combative thanks to its incorporated march incendere; Finally, impossible not to mention “Ruthless Paranoia” whose refrain, for a strange joke of fate, brings us back to the historic “neurodeliri” signed by our bulldozers.
Returning to the initial concerns, the URNs, with their raw and fiery genuineness, gave us the opportunity to unplug the spin from everyday restlessness, hitting our poor skull with blackened riffs.

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