Blame Zeus‘ newest record Seethe has total aggression splashed right over it. That overheated rage which just boils dangerously close underneath that very thin surface.
So, the RMR deck crew fired up the disk and let ‘er rip. Strapped into our chairs and ready for that atomic blast that surely would come our way.
But it looks like Blame Zeus won’t give us the volcano treatment. With violent and epic rock eruptions that would cover us all in burning ashes, like a rocky Pompei number two.
Or will they?
Well, at least not right away. Even if that whole narrative they serve just drips with fury and hidden frustration. Instead, Seethe will showcase – and I quote “…unexpressed anger, silent pain transformed into poetry.” All of that scrunched into one relatively short 47 minutes monument of molten rock. So, there you have it.
The Portuguese crew of Blame Zeus really take no prisoners. Right from the start, they attack your eardrums with this eclectic mix of powerful, somewhat grungy mid-tempo Heavy Rock. A Southern Rock flavored and – indeed – more powerful version of what bands like Van Halst already did earlier. Kind of a toned-down, strangely punky mix between Halestorm and Rattleplague.
But that is not all.
Seethe has this distinct and distinctly delicious progressive and alternative tilt woven into its rugged flesh. Showcased by tracks like White that biggies like Haken could not have done better. But then, the latter predominantly roam those steely metallic shores. Which tells us that Blame Zeus drive very hard along that razor-sharp edge between metal and all things rock.
And you know what’s funny?
This band positively lives that meaty, heavily downturned beat. Those rumbling riffs and decidedly metal solos that sometimes pop up like jack-o-lanterns after midnight. Straight from the first note of How To Successfully Implode, these massively overweight soundwaves hit you like a friggin’ avalanche of wet and dangerously heavy spring snow.
Yet you’ll find nothing of the sometimes insane swagger other Heavy Rock bands scream into the world. Blame Zeus serves you with that almost threadbare, kind of barebone version of rock essentials without the usual accouterments. And this in a usually over-exuberant genre that likes its rock pounded into fine dust. A true cross-over on a seethingly hot curry sauce. Straight from the sunny shores of Portugal.
Of course, Seethe would be nothing without Sandra Oliveira‘s omnipresent power vocals. Her voice artfully lathers this band’s soundscape with that delicious and bold beat. One that somehow and perversely oscillates between Amy Lee‘s gothic wailings and the high-voltage energy levels of Lzzy Hale.
And this is a mix that somehow fails to make sense because both of those vocalists are lightyears apart. But it nonetheless and paradoxically fits, and the outcome is right there where it needs to be.
A fucking quantum physics Heavy Rock enigma.
Then, Blame Zeus indulge in those sucker-punch geekeries like No. That track sounds like dime-a-dozen at first. But once the throaty bass kicks in about a third in, this thing heats up big time with a full and tastily metallic solo to boot. And all this thrown aggressively into your face with a thumping riffing that rides on a wave of sturdy progression.
Seethe really attacked the RMR deck crew from an unexpected corner with this relentlessly energetic piece. One that won’t aggressively mutilate you with overly sharp rocks thrown at you. But instead gives it to you through clenched teeth. With angry hisses that appear to borrow some of that power from the famous lightning bolts that their namesake likes to carry.
And they do that through with a medley of all sorts of rocky styles that – regardless of the oomph their tune displays – always stays rooted to its native soil. And that is a tremendously difficult task to pull off.
But it goes further than that. This record – for sure – is no Déjà-Vu of things from the past. It is taking this truckload of molten rock to the next level. And I fear, the remaining contenders in this up-and-coming genre will be at pains to follow suit. If ever they will prove able to do so.
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