Sunday, April 08, 2012

Speedpig Hog Roast In Hell





Speedpig Hog Roast In Hell

Reviewed By: Strawb

Wales. I have had a love/ hate relationship with that country for so many years. Physically, the North and the coast are unequalled in so many ways. But then there is the industrial South and the neglected valleys. There is the ‘enhanced’ but peachy Katherine Jenkins, but there is also the ‘as nature intended’ prune that is Max Boyce. And the rugby team, well, let’s not go there beyond saying (through gritted teeth being ground together at a level matched only by tectonic plate movement) that the current team are approaching the levels set by their 70’s counterparts.

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And, for so long the males of this country have been linked to ovine practices. Well, as their name hints, Speedpig have devoted themselves totally to the porcine. See their website and the proposed cover for their soon to be released album for the best example of simple humour this year. I did so and laughed out loud.

But we are, after all, a music review site - so it is to there I will now move. Hog Roast In Hell is not a refined product. It is raw and to a certain extent, rough; and, all the better for being so. Imagine the music of early Metallica being played by a tribute band and the vocals of Burke Shelley through a slightly off-key amp set up and you are in the ballpark. If asked for a more direct comparison I would look towards Filth Hounds Of Hades, were that album not too studio smooth.

“Kill You To Death” is a well-chosen opener, a bit of an instrumental opening before unleashing the vocals and then increasing the tempo and drive. Take a bit of time mid-record to let loose the first couple of the many riffs on this disk and there you have it, a well-crafted track. “Black Acid” opens with the bass drum dictating your headache pattern before a brief bass riff, then cymbal, then a more thrash based pace and vocals; a totally different offering to the first but on a level with it. “Rise Up And Die” is another balls to the wall turn everything up to 11 riff-fest with a bit of Lucifer thrown into the vocals. The opening tidal sounds of “Tsunami” may cause bad flashbacks in some areas of the world, and the vocals won’t help to build any bridges, but hey, a bit of bad taste can never offend all of the people on the planet, can it? Doesn’t help that it’s the weakest song on here either, but one of the six had to be. “Full Hog” gets us back on course, driven axe opening, catchy chorus, key changing riff, back to chorus, even a quick drum solo, this is the one for the encore slot that can be drawn out to five or so minutes. “SMG” is the closer, and if you were hoping it was a case of save the best ‘til last, well, no. Competent track, but four of the previous five have raised the bar to a level it just doesn’t match, not quite.

However, by now I’m nitpicking at what is a promising first release. Would I buy it? Yes. Would I go to see them live? Yes. ‘Nuff said.

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