This is 54 minutes of ripping death/thrash. It’s not without its depth either, as the band incorporate some choice progressive tendencies in their sound too. This justifies the length of the album, as the songs take the time to explore where they need to, offering a substantial and engaging journey to the listener. Continue reading
This is the band’s first album in over 20 years, and with many fans eagerly awaiting it, there’s no shortage of expectation about this release in some quarters. Continue reading
Shockingly hot on the heels of this year’s debut album Bedlam, it’s clear that Suppressive Fire are a hungry, ambitious lot, and rather than rest on their laurels, (Bedlam was quite the corker), they’ve seemingly just rushed back into the studio to produce their second album already. Continue reading
I receive a lot of music promos, and I have to decide whether I’m going to give them a listen with a view to reviewing them, or not. There are lot of different ways I do this, lots of informal and flexible rules that sometimes vary quite a lot depending on how I’m feeling, what time of day it is, etc. Sometimes though, as with Suppressive Fire’s début, it’s all about the album cover. Something about the cover of Bedlam is just so unashamedly Thrash Metal, but without any retro-cheese-nonsense, that I just had to listen to it.
So here we are. As it turns out, sometimes you can judge the proverbial book by its cover.
Suppressive Fire play aggressive Old-School Death/Thrash Metal with a Blackened edge to it that makes it a far more aggressive proposition than most.
The songs are ugly, gritty and full of barely-contained spite. It’s pretty much a 50/50 mix of Death and Thrash Metal which gives the band an energetic sound that comes out in the riffs and galloping/blasting drums.
Featuring a suitably Old-School sound, the album rockets along powered by chemical weapons and nuclear fear. The guitars are riff-heavy and there’s plenty of solos to sink your teeth into.
It’s a decent collection of songs that have a subtle catchiness to them that initially seems buried under the barbed assault of the delivery, which essentially increases the longevity of the album as the songs don’t become too-familiar, too quickly.
So slip on the riot gear and descend into Bedlam.