Cavalera Con­spir­acy

Psy­chosis

Classic Rock - - The Hard Stuff Albums - emma John­ston

Fra­ter­nal Sepul­tura team live to thrash an­other day.

From the way they look to the way they sound, there’s never been any­thing re­motely sub­tle about Max and Ig­gor Cavalera. True to form, Psy­chosis leaps in with both boots from the off and pro­ceeds to knock seven bells out of the ears of any­one within lis­ten­ing dis­tance. Opener In­sane thrashes like a landed shark, Max’s hoarse bel­low bab­bling about ‘Heaven and earth con­verge, abor­tion, em­bry­onic death’ while hur­ri­cane­force riffs rage around him. The ele­phan­tine Crom, mean­while, comes with a Vin­cent Price-style spo­ken-word seg­ment dur­ing its mosh-pre­pared break­down, bring­ing some wel­come Hal­loween chills to the ta­ble, and Im­pale­ment Ex­e­cu­tion is aural vi­o­lence on a grand scale.

The broth­ers’ project has never matched the in­no­va­tion of Sepul­tura, and on this al­bum they seem more in­ter­ested in cel­e­brat­ing the thrash scene of the 80s, but in terms of raw power and bullish com­mit­ment to the form, there’s plenty of cathar­tic en­ergy to blast away the win­ter blues.

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