Death Angel The Art Of Dying

Death Angel The Art Of Dying
Oh man, that first riff of the first song proper, "Thrown to the Wolves” (after the incredibly named "Intro”) is a little slice of thrash heaven the likes of which I haven’t heard in a long time. When the song comes careening to an AC/DC-style close some five or six minutes later, it’s all too clear that Death Angel are back with a freakin’ vengeance. And the chorus of "Thicker Than Blood” is just hilariously perfect thrash, hook and head on a platter, like only these guys can dish up. So yeah, they’re back, following up their third and final release, Act III, from 1990. And like any good dimwit, I was sceptical, but I’ve been proven wrong in such a huge way. There are elements of the band’s technical hyper-thrash at play, but this can’t be The Ultra-Violence Part II; it’s a different time and place, these guys aren’t 14 anymore (man, they’ll never live that down, will they?). So it’s not all balls-out thrash, there are a few slower dirges like the Sabbath/AiC gloom of "The Devil Incarnate,” even a classy ballad closes things off. Vocalist Mark Osegueda has still got it, the high-register vocals intact after all these years, ready to shatter beer glasses worldwide once again. I’m having a hard time finding anything to complain about; even the long playing time suits me just fine. Death Angel have proven the dead can rise, and create a near-perfect thrash album in the process. (Nuclear Blast)