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Zero
Tolerance April 2005 5/5
What do
you get if you mix members of Leeds zombiecore thrashers Send
More Paramedics and metallic noisemongers Labrat? Nothing! Well,
The Nothing to be precise. The Nothing’s debut, ‘Coma
Poems’ sees them kicking off with fine style. The album
is a dark brooding slice of hatred that leaves you feeling desperate
and suicidal. The synthesised theremin gives this album a haunted
feel and goes fantastically well with the bleak subject matter
of the lyrics.
There are also plenty of head-knocking chunky beatdowns for the
mosh kids. Basically, this album has something for everyone (except
for fans of Labrat - they sound nothing like them). I am led to
believe that these guys put on an amazing live show too, but whether
it will match up to the blood-fest that is a Send More Paramedics
show remains to be seen . This restores my faith in metal / hardcore
and that’s not to say it is your average metal / hardcore
recording. If I had to categorise it, it would go in the “punk
/ metal / goth / beatdown / chugga / thrash / B-movie soundtrack”
section., Which is a lonely place, believe me. You should pay
it a visit sometime. (Tim Coulson)
Rocksound
April 2005 8/10
Why should
you love The Nothing? Is it because they have members of zombie
crew Send More Paramedics in their ranks? Is it because they name
their songs ‘Dracula Would Mosh To The Nothing’ and
‘I’ll Be The One In The Cupboard (The One With The
Tie Around My Neck)’? Or is it because they sound like AFI
on downers covering Slayer jams at a wake? It is because of all
these things and more that you should devote yourself to the ghoulish
delights of The Nothing’s darkcore. A fine pedigree and
a fine set of songs perfectly collide on this debut release, as
detuned metal licks battle with pirate style sing-alongs in a
twisted and crazed undead stoner metalcore fusion. To put it more
simply, The Nothing are depraved, deranged and destined for greatness.
Get into it. (Andrew Kelham)
Big
Cheese April 2005 4/5
Deliciously
nasty metal from Leeds.
The nothing have got a fair pedigree with singer Farrell previously
fronting Labrat and two of the other members also plying their
trade in zombiecore crew Send more Paramedics. As such you’d
expect something pretty special from this lot and ‘Coma
Poems’ doesn’t disappoint. After the ominous intro
‘And The Dogs Hang Themselves With Scissors’ the band
offer up six tracks of heavy, harsh hardcore with suitably devilish
vocals from Farrell. This is a million miles away from the kind
of slick US metalcore that’s seemingly everywhere nowadays
and it’s all the better for it with the likes of ‘Coffin
Sex’ and ‘Purity’ offering up a raw, intense
mix of hardcore energy and metallic brutality. Fingers crossed
there’s an album along soon!
Skratch
Magazine (USA)
Leeds,
England's The Nothing is a fury-ous four-piece, and COMA POEMS
is a seriously rocking slice of the dark side. They are led by
Martin W. Undead's mean guitar work (Mr. Undead is a total bad-ass)
and the demon screams of lead vocalist Jamie Far-Hell. The themes
are gothic, and the song titles are funny (I'm not sure if it's
on purpose), such as "Coffin Sex", "What Do You
Expect Us to Do, Rob a Graveyard?", and "Dracula Would
Mosh to The Nothing". The music structures are well thought
out, with some wicked time signatures and bone-crushing breaks.
I would have preferred the disc to be longer (it's a mere 27:20),
but outside of that, COMA POEMS is an angry death-trip worth every
demon dime. - H. Barry Zimmerman
Slug
& Lettuce (USA)
This is
metal. Good chunky metal hardcore with weaving leads and chunky
rhythms and good breakdowns. The guitar licks keep it ripping
and I dig it. Kina reminds me of the hardcore metallic hybrid
that bands like Darkest Hour have perfected and helped to make
even more popular. The vocal style stays in this harsh screamed
vein which I find a bit of an irritant and a distraction a times,
especially before some of the variation comes in. Don't know much
about the band because the layout for the CD jus has Misfits-esque
pictures of them, a thanks list and no lyrics. In fact the bands
name isn't even on the front cover, just the album title. But
while I might sound non-plussed. I actually dig this.
Mass
Movement
When you
read the song titles then it's no surprise that this band has
members of Send More Paramedics in it. So yeah, 7 track release
from a band with member sof SMP and the ex-singer of Labrat. This
is great metal fuelled hardcore with piercing vocals and some
really heavy chugging down beat sections. The song titles are
as strange as disturbing as you would expect and the whole disc
has a large SMP on a uge beat down feel to it which as far as
I am concerned rocks like a motherfucker. With a song called 'Dracula
Would Mosh To The Nothing' then what more would you expect but
pure genius works.
Forgot
Name
The Nothing is a UK outfit whose metal and hardcore tendencies
blast out of the speakers from the opening barrage of "And
the Dogs Hang Themselves with Scissors". Yeah, and there's
more curious titles to accompany the blood-curdling screams, menacing
rhythms, and aggravated guitar work that this quartet lunges at
you with, like "Coffin Sex" and the slow grooving "I'll
Be the One in the Cupboard (the one with the tie around my neck)".
Taking pages from the current wave of metalcore bands from the
West Coast such as Bleeding Through and Avenged Sevenfold with
a decidedly riotous hardcore stance like the one found in Himsa
and Darkest Hour, The Nothing's savage delivery and pummeling
sonic output place this band in fine company and make for a triumphantly
violent listening.
Metal
Hammer April 2005 7/10
More dark
and disturbing stuff from In At The Deep End
With the group featuring members of Leeds mentalists Send More
Paramedics along with ex-Labrat screamer Jamie Farrell, this is
a CD we approached with an air of hesitant anticipation. Lighting
the touchpaper with the fantastically yet morbidly titled 'And
The Dogs Hang Themselves With Scissors', the listener is confronted
with melodic death metal riffage, Farrell's throaty scream and
a hardcore group shout-out. It comes across as a primitive darker
and harder strain of metalcore - making something that's starting
to get a bit derivative sound interesting. Whereas a band like
Avenged Sevenfold will have a breakdown or a melodic chorus before
galloping over the hill Iron Maiden-style, The Nothing prefer
to intertwine metalcore with elements of doom, sometimes slowing
things down into a dinge-like procession of shame, before taking
it up a notch again and shredding like The Dark Lord Satan himself
('Coffin Sex'). Dark and disturbing , but very, very good! Brain
Magill (7)
Terrorizer
April 2005 7/10
Among the
hordes of metal-by-numbers bands, there are those trying to escape
the formula by mashing up half a dozen genres and failing miserably.
Then there’s The Nothing, who focus on the latter yet shine
through triumphant. Then again, they have members from Send More
Paramedics and Labrat - like or dislike, you’ll admit that
both of those bands profess an ‘angle’. The intro
to ‘Coma Poems’ is so beautiful, one is almost disappointed
when the first riff churns in. The first 30 seconds sound like
something you heard a million times. Then there’s a metalcore
breakdown, then it goes crust/noisecore, then youth crew macho
singalong, then a beautifully melodic, melodramatic passage. And
all in the first song, amusingly entitled “What do You Expect
Us To Do Rob A Graveyard?”. This tendency maintains with
mostly a high degree of engagement throughout. Perhaps the only
missing ingredient is a wider range of vocals. (7) Avi Pitchor
Playdead
Zine
If you
are one of those kids who love 'The Mosh' then this is YOUR band.
On In At The Deep End Records and made out of members of zombie
metallers Send More Paramedics with a few exclusive others. The
nothing bring the full on dark, heavy, vitriolic, hardcore metal
to it's natural point of evolution. As brutal and gruesome as
anything you'll hear this year. 'Coma Poems' is tey another beautifully
insame tick on IATDE's wall chart of brilliance. (MB)
Kerrang
Who ordered
more demented UK hardcore.
With their Z movie schlock horror song titles - 'Coffin Sex',
'Dracula Would Mosh To The Nothing' - you could be forgiven for
assuming that The Nothing - who feature members of zombie-loving
nut-jobs Send More Paramedics - are peddling some Misfits-inspired
cartoon punk long after the joke's gone stiffer than a crotch
on a porn star's corpse.
Thankfully, their playful pretence masks something half as frivolous
and twice as disconcerting. 'Coma Poems' is seven slices of sprawling,
metallic noise that make contact like meat slabs falling from
a broken hook. The end result is delirious, difficult and bound
to appeal if you like listening to music neurotically heavy enough
to destroy itself. (Alistair Lawrence)
RideBMX
Magazine
I'm told
by the piece of paper in front of me that this is somewhat of
a hardcore super group, comprosed of the ex-singer of Labrat,
and the good chaps from Send More Paramedics. And super it is,
if At The Gates having a heavy guitar riff contest with fellow
Scandinavians The Haunted, judged by Slayer, is your idea of fun.
In other words it's heavy; if I was a Smart-Alec I'd say something
like 'heavier than depleted Uranium'. Seven tracks of fearsome
best of British 'metal-core'. Whatever the name tag, it's heavy,
buy it. it'll counter balance all the folk on offer this month.
The
Gauntlet (USA)
3.5/5
On
this MCD, The Nothing intend to beat listeners over the head with
the musical big stick, with a collection of songs that truly combine
in your face British metal and pure hardcore, tough guy breakdowns
aplenty. Jamie Far-Hell literally screams his lungs out on these
tracks and by the time this record is through, you wonder how
the guy has any vocal chords left. His lashings during “What
Do You Expect Us To Do, Rob A Graveyard?” are venomous and
scathing as the band pounds away like mad. “I’ll Be
The One In The Cupboard (The One With A Tie Around My Neck”
features thrashing guitars and some sweet hardcore axe work sure
to please those who find the darker, angrier side of metalcore
to be enjoyable. Bassist Matthew Hicks kicks off “Today
The Rope Didn’t Break” with a tasty bassline that
would make Steve Harris proud, then the band all slam in together,
with Far-Hell epitomizing the nature of pure anguish. A huge chunking
guitar rides through “Coffin Sex”, which explodes
into complete mayhem.
The group shows a bit of humour with the lashing “Dracula
Would Mosh To The Nothing”, which features a core breakdown
and a spider crawling lick that adds dynamic to the group’s
blazing attack. “Coma Poems” is an excellent introduction
to The Nothing a group that balance the sound of The Refused with
more conventional metalcore in a fascinating manner. If you’re
looking for a cool new band to check out, The Nothing are a great
pick.
Alternativenation
The
song titles on this CD had me so intrigued when I first read them;
I had no idea what to expect from gems like Dracula Would Mosh
To The Nothing and the inspired Coffin Sex. My fears were that
this band were going to be one of those don't-take-themselves-very-seriously
acts, but I was wrong. The Nothing are composed of the members
of Send More Paramedics and the ex-Labrat singer Jamie, and their
past experience shows on what is an extremely tight and concise
album. As
soon as the intro ends you’re instantly thrust into a cocktail
of brutal sounds, crushing vocals all topped off with a slice
of lemon (spiked with cyanide). If there was one band these guys
sound similar to that most people would be aware of it would have
to be Broken Oath. The whole album has the same thrash element,
the mind blowing beat downs and energetic vocals that are synonymous
with the Glasgow outfit. I’ll
be In the Cupboard deserves special mention as it’s just
a devastating track: after a mellow intro the whole track explodes
into a fury of blast beats, beat downs and lightning fast tremelo
picking. The whole song is just chaotic and is the one track that
sums up the sound of the album so well. If you like your music
slow, calm, quiet, peaceful, easy-going, acoustic... well, maybe
it would be easier to tell you that unless you like your music
as brutal as a hammer to the groin then you won't dig this CD.
For everyone else, get your mitts on a copy of this album pronto!
Drowned
In Sound 4/5
Coma
Poems is the inspiration behind When Good Goths Go Bad, a seven-track
EP that could already serve as the punk-rock accompaniment to
some late-night b-movie horror flick, replete with special effects
straight out of Ed Wood’s dreams. Here you find songs called
‘Coffin Sex’, ‘What Do You Expect Us To Do,
Rob A Graveyard?’ (um, hello Plan 9…) and ‘Dracula
Would Mosh To The Nothing’. Sure, such titles make for amusing
reading, but when this shit’s tearing strips off your stereo,
you’re not likely to be laughing. Coma Poems’ only
concession, the only moment where its brutality recedes, is when
a brace of Goth-tinged instrumentals set you up for a knockdown.
They lull you into a false state of relaxation, swiftly shattered
by the most uncompromising British punk rock heard since Chariots’
storming debut album. This
is real, and it is sincere, despite the obvious sense of humour.
Get into it before it gets its teeth into you.
Montagpress
I
have been so waiting for this bad-boy all weekend, the emptiness
of Sunday only compounded my misery - the postman has earned himself
a serious kneecapping for the next time our paths cross in the
wee hours. The
Nothing are in many ways my babies; they got me interested in
hardcore at the a point when all I listened to were the melodic
widdly-metal styling of Avenged Sevenfold, they made me care about
home-grown musical talent when all I wanted to hear about were
the latest eyeliner-drenched boy bands from Orange County and
I like to think that by now I've just about paid my dues in full
- settled the proverbial tab with a demo review so gushing that
it adorned even the press release that comforted ‘Coma Poems'
like a blanket as it sat shivering the cold air of my bedroom.
I
owe these motherfuckers nothing. No more bullshit from me - just
the truth. This is one seriously fucked-up slice of hate-fuelled
metalcore from the collective talent that brought you underground
metal giants Labrat and Leeds' thrash-heavy zombiecore pioneers
Send More Paramedics - everything that's cold and harsh about
the Goth aesthetic with none of the reassuring comforting glamour.
This isn't a sound that makes you feel better about yourself,
this is a sound that makes you feel truly alone from the haunting
instrumental of the intro to the chords as clean as a mortuary
slab building to an unrelenting aural frenzy of throat-rending
screams and plunging chords that raise the hackles on the back
of your neck like an unseen presence. A genre-explosion of limitless
thrash-metal energy, Pettibone-esque metalcore vocals, hardcore
shouts and good old fashioned break-down fuelled mosh The Nothing
are savage, merciless proof that whatever Americans can do we
can rip it's guts out and leave it bleeding in the dust. I'm gonna
be sleeping with the light on tonight.
Flex
Your Head (Canada)
This UK
band comprised of Labrat and Send More Paramedic folks are a slippery
pig to grab a hold of. Metalcore they are, but the band is neither
so metal that the horns will be thrown, nor so hardcore that I
need to put on my wifebeater and start skankin'. Coma Poems is
all of that and then some. The pace is often slowed right down
to a crawl when a breakdown or crushing moment needs to be driven
home. And believe me, this band has a lot of points to make. So
yeah, take the riffage of early Slayer and mix it with some (already)
metallic hardcore and you've got a band that could slip into the
Belgium metalcore scene without any problems.
Rancid
News Zine #9
Let's start
with the basics cause I'm having difficulty working out how to
review this. The band's made up of people from Send More Paramedics
(so ex...Robots?) and the ex singer from Labrat. The band is also
very fucking good. They're similar to SMP in a number of ways,
just less punk, more metal with more mosh, and slightly cleaner
guitar (though the last bit I might well be making up). All the
same the important fact lies in my third sentence this band is
very fucking good. Which is nice.
Room
Thirteen
The
term metalcore is such a widely used phrase it seems a touch annoying
to the bands that play the music, but from the journalist’s
point of view it is a necessary evil; like when thrash metal spread
to the jungles of Brazil and created Sepultura. Metalcore has
travelled across the Atlantic to Europe and on the mainland, Germany
has acts like Caliban and Heaven Shall Burn on Lifeforce Records
ripping up the stereo systems. Back home in Blighty we have the
cult label In At The Deep End Records, home to spooky-core nutters
Send More Paramedics and the barrier-bended Beecher and now home
to The Nothing. The
Nothing are relative newcomers, being formed in winter 2003 from
the members of Send More Paramedics and Labrat. Impressively notching
up shows with established acts such as Zao, Darkest Hour and Shai
Hulud, their sound is somewhat of a car crash collage of metal,
punk and hardcore. "Coma Poems" is laden with the riffage
of Slayer and the vocals of hardcore bands like Hatebreed and
Walls Of Jericho, while songs tiles like "Coffin Sex"
and "What do you expect us to do, rob a graveyard?"
have the tongue and cheek humour of horror punks the Misfits.
From start to finish, the Nothing creates frightening sound-scapes
of focused aggression. With
talent like this there is great hope for Britain’s metal
scene.
Scored - 11/13
Die
Shellsuit Die - 4/5
This CD is bloody great! It’s taken me ages to get round
to it but I’m glad I finally did. Comprising of members
of Send More Paramedics and the ex vocalist of Labrat, The Nothing
have produced a fucking heavy slab of metal/hardcore in Coma Poems.
One minute it’s lightning fast hardcore then before you
know it they throw a big fat breakdown in your face. You can’t
help but nod along with a huge smile on your face. Song titles
such as ‘And the dogs hang themselves with scissors’
or ‘Dracula would mosh to the nothing’ are a great
touch as well. It’s a shame there are no lyrics in the otherwise
nicely put together CD inlay. For a band with less than a year
of work together under their belts, this CD is an amazing effort.
It could easily stand up against other bands in the genre with
no problem. If you like hardcore, punk and metal tightly packaged
into 7 storming tracks then you have to own this CD. It’s
as simple as that. Highlights for me? The whole CD.
Punkrocktheory
- 7.5/10
Thanks to Chuck Palahniuk I had already heard about a coma diary
but "Coma Poems" was something I hadn't heard before.
The Nothing consists of ex-Labrat vocalist Jamie Farrell and two
members of that other In At The Deep End act Send More Paramedics.
The seven songs you'll hear on this release are likely to cause
cardiac arrest with coma patients but I don't see an awakening
happening right away. Or a very rude one at best.
The
guitars rip shit up but it's the sick vocals of Farrell that made
the biggest impact on me personally. Add to that a very tight
rhythm section and you know you're into something good for the
next 27 minutes. They describe themselves as "Slayer sexually
abusing Himsa while the Misfits look on" and for once I totally
agree with the bio sheet. Not only do these guys play a very potent
kind of metallic hardcore, they also prove to have a decent sense
of humor with song titles like "And The Dogs Hang Themselves
With Scissors" and "Today The Rope Didn't Break".
Hardcore
Music (Belgium)
Seems like
2005 will be a hell of a year, the first album I received for
2005 is a blast. The Nothing - a Leeds based band formed in the
winter of 2003 by members of Send More Paramedics and ex vocalist
of Labrat - will release at the beginning of 2005 their first
mature CD titled 'Coma Poems' after they recorded a 2-track demo
which was very good received by the general audience and sold
out soon.
'Coma Poems' that's what their upcoming 7-track album is called
and the name of the CD is certainly a good reflection of what
you will attack when you listen to this album. Maybe you could
say their music is in the line of Send More Paramedics a little
but more influences of Screamy Core stuff, like they describe
theirselves as 'Slayer sexually abusing Himsa while the Misfits
look on'. Maybe their style describtion pleases ya. If not…
I could say this album is really a masterpiece, the songtitles,
lyrics, artwork of the album. The concept is so real - it is real!
- but it seems like this band has been around since long, everything
is logical and I think they put a lot of efforts in 'Coma Poems'.
Concluding: they play brutal hardcore with metal edge and with
their sound of hatred, guilt and shame mixed together with in
a cacophony of screams and whispers, these guy will blow you away
and it be a journey through the darkest places inside yourself!
Poetic screaming that's what you can expect! Pretty strong debut!
The album will be availble in stores at the beginning of 2005
and normally I think its yet availble on mailorder at In At The
Deep End Records, so move your ass to their website and order
this album! Score 4/5
I
Ate Your Microphone
"Coma
Poems" is a disturbingly titled release and perhaps somewhat
misleadingly so, as the thrashing brand of hardcore metal spewed
forth here would surely provide the comatose with more of a rude
awakening than an accompanying sonnet to their unconscious slumbers.
The song titles on display here provide a more realistic impression
of the band we have at hand however, as supernatural themes and
graveyard fantasies are all brought into the action as a tongue
in cheek assault against the likes of Avenged Sevenfold or Atreyu.
Featuring
former Labrat vocalist Jamie Farrell within their ranks, it comes
as little surprise that The Nothing boast a virulent, grating
vocal presence as their frontman sears the underlying material
with his austere approach. Two representatives from fellow UK
act Send More Paramedics also make an appearance within the group,
and there can be little doubt that the authoritative performance
displayed here that belies the band's year long career to date
owes much to these members' experience elsewhere. The
Nothing allow a mere 50 second introduction of soothing string
harmonies to sedate the listener before clutching their throats
and mauling them with the output that follows. Guitar work is
strongly defined with consistently gritty determination as morose
riffs are ploughed menacingly through the speakers. While a clear
influence from Slayer can be felt in some of the instrumental
passages this is not to say that The Nothing are simply repeating
what has come before them as the band employ notable structures
here of their own accord, not least the punishing and gruelling
breakdowns which take things down to a severely sluggish pace
when utilized. The percussionist's armory is pummeled with rigor
and aggression, maintaining a tight seal on the material as a
whole, and aside from the aforementioned intro and a follow-up
interlude later on in the disc, The Nothing have generated an
unrelenting listen with "Coma Poems" that should enamour
them to any sadists looking for new weapons of self harm. Perhaps
at twenty seven minutes the release is a little too short to display
this unit's worth beyond any shadow of a doubt; but the quality
above quantity rule has certainly been adhered to with "Coma
Poems", and the result is a deeply rewarding introduction
to a band who on the strength of this deserve to rise to a prominent
position in today's heavy music scene.
Vendetta
Zine
Let’s
face it, we all saw it coming. The Nothing were always marked
out as something a little bit special. Why? They feature personnel
from the awesome Send More Paramedics and the criminally neglected
and underrated Labrat. They released a couple of early mp3 tracks
and ended up getting an unreal amount of exposure from a very
receptive hxcmp3 audience. I suppose the clincher is their retention
of unquestionable credibility whilst still capturing the current
(and sometimes maligned) hardcore zeitgeist for horror film imagery
and faux goth aesthetics… just… about… right,
without letting it overwhelm the music. All big bonuses. And all
a load of meaningless glittery bollocks if this, their first full
length on In At The Deep End falls flat on it’s pasty face.
I don’t think anyone in The Know will be too shocked to
find out that this record rocks very hard, and delivers in all
the ways we had hoped it would. Soundwise, The Nothing have always
been a tricky band to categorise. It’s neither metal enough
to be metal, or hardcore enough to be hardcore. Nor is it really
metalcore to be honest (that sounded better in my head…).
It is truly an edgy mix of several disperate styles and genres
with none of them really featuring enough to fully claim ‘Coma
Poems’ as it’s own. There are very heavy Send More
Paramedics influenced cross-over passages of hectic thrash punk.
There’s long chugging moshpit hardcore verses with powerchord
heavy violence a go-go. There’s scratchy and spazzy off
kilter guitar abuse that reminds of Beecher or a less complex
Converge. And of course the goth punk and metal influence screams
for attention with atmospheric intros and at times almost-beautiful
melodic sections. Avenged Sevenfold, It Dies Today or Atreyu,
this ain’t. The Nothing create something a hell of a lot
more interesting and aggressive that could very well be the next
Big Thing, yet at the same time retain bucket loads of credibility
and scene points. Not that they’re important or anything.
Ahem. ‘Coma Poems’ is a tad short of the epic studio
opus I had been looking forward to, weighing in at a mere seven
tracks (two are only intros) and a modest twenty seven minutes
in duration. But let’s face it, it’s quality not quantity
(or so I’m told) and on that count, ‘Coma Poems’
really does deliver. It’s pissed off, utterly hostile, nihilist,
fighting music. Cuddly puppies and rainbows don’t exist
in the world of The Nothing. It sounds more like a cheery mix
of car accidents, suicide, and depravity. The tracks are anchored
by a series of punishing rhythms that issue forth from the drums
and bass of Stu and Matthew. Meshed around this is Martyn’s
guitar fretwork that is just as likely to flit from gruelling
breakdown to high speed thrash attack, as it is from an old school
hardcore riff to a Scan metal melodic interlude or guitar line.
Over all this comes the frankly terrifying vocal assault of Jamie,
relentless and searing in the extreme. Want a bit of melody or
vocal wabbling in yer music? Well don’t bother looking here.
The shouty vocals at the start of ‘Today The Rope Didn’t
Break’ are about as easy going and ear friendly as he gets.
Over the five full tracks on ‘Coma Poems’, The Nothing
consistently grab you by the metaphorical testicles and give them
a good twist. It’s violent, it’s unforgiving, and
it’s dangerous sounding stuff throughout.
It was only late 2003 when this lot formed, and they have already
pumped out enough material to suggest that they could be serious
contenders with a punch capable of taking them a lot further than
the dreary shores of the U.K. ‘Coma Poems’ is just
a tad too short on the proper full song front to really set the
world alight right now, but what we are treated to promises a
fantastic future indeed.
Inside
Knowledge (Holland)
The
nothing is a relatively new metal(core) band from Leeds, UK. The’re
together since late 2003 and I must say, they sound way more mature
than that. Starting of with a nice atmosperic intro they kick
it hard. Tight riffbased metalcore with an extra melodic guitarpart
added. Add a screaming voice and some backing singalongs, and
you’ll get an idea of what The Nothing is all about. The
guitarworks prevent Coma Poems from getting boring. Too bad the
booklet doesn’t include any lyrics, cause songtitles like
“And the dogs hang them with scissors”, “Dracula
would mosh to the nothing” and “I’ll be the
one in the cupboard (the one with the tie around my neck)”
really do deserve to be explained I think. Nice release! Ivor
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