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There’s something grander and expansive happening here. But how much opportunity and potential has been quashed by the band's isolationist stance?
“Hearing is for life, wear fucking earplugs at shows”
Sweet Death and Ecstasy offers a healthy demonstration of Midnight's penchant for writing rebar rigid heavy metal that salutes the rocking past while simultaneously adding undeniably catchy and memorable songs to heavy metal’s pantheon.
The ten tracks on offer span the width and breathe of the Godflesh oeuvre, sounding as rhythmically calculating and drill-press noisy as early works on the one hand while coming across as more nuanced on the other with bouts of formless amorphousness weaved into various sections.
To the untrained ear, this review is nothing but nerdy hair splitting; your significant other who knows nothing about metal and your mom will continue to hear a bunch of fucking directionless noise.
"…contribute customarily down-picked thunder and chug that recall as much bright and sassy new school sludge as it does mid-tempo Bolt Thrower-inspired wrist-slitter riffs that’ll make you want to make nice with a bar of Irish Spring and an inner city fire hydrant…"
Melodic rock/AOR may not be as overtly popular as it was when bands were selling millions, but the “scene” appears to be as strong and healthy as ever. It’s a perfect time for The Night Flight Orchestra to thrive, and they’ve written an album that should help them do so.
Trumpeting Ecstasy takes is one that follows the course and structure of the band’s live show and having Full of Hell pretty much put their collective head down and ram into your solar plexus at full force isn’t a bad thing.