A solid if not brilliant album. Sax, Spanish guitar and The London Session Orchestra appear in many of the tracks, helping to build layers and layers of sound.
Ferocious, infectious, well-organized, and unpredictable enough to pull off the “tough street kids” shtick without sounding cliché. This is a great record.
Hatebreed without the small doses of technicality, Blood For Blood without the thug attitude, Gorilla Biscuits but angrier and more prone to “chug-chug-chug”s.
While Valérie Leulliot’s vocals remain a pleasant blend of haunting and sweet, the songwriting is a bit more progressive, with two songs topping six minutes.
Eleven gives you a chance to weep at the feet of genius. Beautiful, swelling, heart-rending songs that’ll have you belting out the melody after a few listens.
Eidolon’s third record is gathering some buzz due to Glen Drover’s increasing stature as guitarist for King Diamond. Drover is also a capable producer.
They don’t kick out their lock’n’lorr jams the way their countrymen Guitar Wolf or Teengenerate have been known to, but Thee Elephant smoke in a similar way.