Hells Headbangers

Like a second holocaust, Prosanctus Inferi's  Pandemonic Ululations of Vesperic Palpitation is a death-worshiping onslaught of hatefilled demonic possession and infested vistas of horrific death that prevails above all notions of decency and modesty. Unlike a second holocaust, Pandemonic Ululuations of  Vespric Palpitation is very welcome in our world, and immediately has a place in appreciable  history of both music and art, because it succeeds at pulverizing the world in front of it in a hatestorm of blasphemy without committing mass genocide, which people understandably do not appreciate.

If you put Incantation, Profanatica and Nunslaughter into a blender, and hit BLEND, you would, more or less, pour out Prosanctus Inferi into your coffee cup. It would taste fantastic, and be a welcome flavor to an otherwise uninteresting palate of modern shit-headed metal.  Prosanctus Inferi create abominant soundscapes that recreate blasphemous landscapes unlike too many modern death metal bands, ultimately being more promising and devastating than your standard death metal band that plays by the formulas and understands the point of everything they set out to do. If anything, it seems Prosanctus Inferi understand the point better than most, and build the colossal storm of hate above it to reign down in unyielding falls. Prosanctus Inferi play a style that I like to nickname Apocalyptic Death Metal because it harbors end of times darkness and harm to all ears that lend themselves to its narcotic torment.

Universal Music Enterprises

Four years after their last studio album and fresh off of a massive world tour that saw them visiting every corner of the Earth, Iron Maiden has finally delivered their latest studio opus, the daunting Final Frontier. Following their long runnng evolution, The Final Frontier is another album rife with a myriad of layers and deep complexities that continue to unravel even after the twentieth listen. If you're one of those that are frustrated with the band's growing propensity towards a progressive direction, then jump off of the train now. The band isn't writing for you. They aren't writing music for the diehard fan either. They're writing for themselves and they refuse to hold your hand in the matter. They're going to throw you into the deep end of the pool and your only options are to swim or drown.

Like the last album, A Matter Of Life And Death, The Final Frontier is packed to the brim with lengthy epics. Of the ten album tracks, six go past the seven minute mark. It was also the same way on the last album. Brave New World and Dance Of Death each had four tracks of similar length. Clearly a pattern can be seen emerging. The band obviously has the most fun in creating these massive songs and over time have chosen to concentrate more and more on them when it comes to songwriting. These have always been their greatest strength in my opinion and this direction has been working well for them. If it doesn't work for you, then you can always listen to something else.