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Cast The First Stone - The Great Commission

Cadence pinches

With Cast The First Stone has Ion Dissonance have created a fairly well balanced album that manages to stand out from the rapidly growing amount of hard core bands. There will be from the start created a good starting point, where the listener's interest will be aroused, but along the way lost the spark, and it ends up anyway to be a little too much of the same. You become as a listener gradually saturated, and the big surprise element, you sit and wait anxiously on, come unfortunately never. You can just hear a handful of tracks at a time, however, it is a quite well-functioning outbursts of anger, and therefore we end up a few steps across the middle of the famous ladder.

The canadian core pioneers driving with 230 km/h – even after six years of silence

More core

Ion Dissonance is in a way a rarity. They have from the beginning cracked the code and understood how to renew its term without reversing its roots back. This can be seen in fol.a. in the band's relatively long journey through the core metallens insanely aggressive facets. In the fledgling years was crosshairs targeting grindcore, and later it was mathcore – the genre, most probably linking the angry friends with. With the 2007 release , Minus The Herd was the sound more deathcore and groove-based, and it is precisely this sound, which resumes on Cast The First Stone, there is the lads ' first offering in six years!

There is a bully bank in the air

One can hardly imagine a more straight on and hard start, than what Ion Dissonance presents on Cast The First Stone. Less than one second into the opener "Burdens" tearing the listener's eardrums in the middle, and a distorted, rusty Kevin McCaughey sneer: "Get out of my heeead!". The frustrations, given free rein, and should this washer be described with just one word, it would without question be anger.

McCaugheys yelling and screaming backed by an accomplished band. The bass and the ottestrengede guitars is tuned in completely, and screws you up high for sound, there is a danger that your floor boards letter. So you are warned. The spine to this heavy arrangement, drummer Jean-François Richard, has massive amounts of blast beats, but also has a rather interesting style of play, where the groove elements and the good hook really shines through. All of this resulting in quite a refreshing game of deathcore mixed up with a different twist of mathcore or even technical death metal. Generally, it is mucky and ruskende raw expression, the guys delivers, and this is supported by an unfettered production that lets the whole shebang drip of dirt and grime – in a cool way!

As in so many other bands it's especially the vocals that permeate the soundscape, and constitutes the recognizable factor. On the front makes McCaughey a quite fine work. Nonetheless, there is something annoying about the humdrum vokaleksplosion, and you can listen even end up right tense after 36 minutes in this company. In addition, there fairly quickly, Karl Smart and skolegårdstæsk in the – the a la Jamey Jasta (Hatebreed) – and on this style of clothes to wear plate, I'm not sure.

Smaddertogtet is interrupted only very briefly by instrumentalnummeret "Untitled II", which lasts just under two minutes. Here gives the listener a well-deserved but short break to wipe the sweat off of his forehead, before once again coming loose. The addition of this subdued number creates a good dynamism among the eleven numbers, but actually be able to plate good use yet a pusterumsnummer – even if there is a right sweaty instrumentalpassage to the end of the "D. A. B. D. A State of Discomposure".

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