Album Review: Edge Of Free - Edge Of Free

As a guitar player myself, there's something pure and honest about the sound of an acoustic guitar. There's no hiding behind walls of distortion, there's no using heaviness as a crutch. When you play an acoustic, there's only you and the song. It exposes whether or not you have what it takes as a songwriter. That might be why we don't hear them as often as we used to in rock music, as there has been a drain of talent when it comes to the most important part of being a musician. Edge Of Free is a throwback, then, in that they are recalling a time when it was really all about the songs.

That's not saying Edge Of Free doesn't rock. This is not acoustic rock in the Top 40 mold, where a whiny voice with one guitar sings songs about being alone. Edge Of Free adds in the darker textures and electric guitars that bring to mind Alice In Chains in their lighter moments, but you can tell the basis of every song was a guitar and a vocal, which is the way it's supposed to be. They say you should be able to strip a song down to the bare bones and not lose anything of the power. That's true here.

There's a definite undertone of grunge and post-grunge on this record. The dark tone of the guitars is befitting of Seattle, but it's more the melodic constructions that bring that to mind. Every period of time has characteristics that are unique to it, and I hear some of those in Scott Sneddon's singing. His delivery isn't that far removed from what I imagine Scott Weiland would have done with this material.

But like a lot of music from that time, I feel like Edge Of Free is trying to get by on charisma. The melodies are there, but they don't have the sharp bite they need to. There isn't a hook on this album that is going to stand out and hit you the way that "Interstate Love Song" did all those years ago. That's the hardest thing to do as a songwriter, so it's not unexpected when an album doesn't quite deliver on that front. People dismiss pop songwriters because of how fake or 'easy' the music appears, but consistently writing memorable melodies is a deceptively rare skill.

So what do we make of Edge Of Free? I like their darker acoustic sound, and their use of layering to make open sounding music is very nice. The sonic palate is something we don't hear too often, and actually is quite close to Zakk Wylde's "Book Of Shadows II", which won my Album Of The Year award in 2016. Unfortunately, that comparison doesn't bode as well for Edge Of Free, because while Zakk's album was chock full of songs with instantly memorable and singable hooks, Edge Of Free's music is missing the sparkle that would make it shine.

This is a nice little record, and as a debut I can hear a sound that can develop into something very good. But for right now, the sound and style might be there, but the band needs to work a bit to hone their melodic chops. If they can add some more hooks to their music, their next album could be very promising.

The Spider Accomplice Reveals "User"

The Spider Accomplice has racked up a number of accolades over the last two years, and not just from me. The band is gaining steam every day as more and more people discover the most exciting new band on the scene. In both 2015 and 2016, the best EP of the year belongs to the band, as the first two installments of the "Los Angeles" series have been the refreshing kick in the ass mainstream rock has needed.

With Arno Nurmisto's vivid guitar playing, and VK Lynne's fiery and passionate voice, The Spider Accomplice challenges the listener by being deeper than the average rock band. Their music is detailed and nuanced, and is the kind of music that feeds the soul of true music fans.

The third and final installment of the "Los Angeles" series is in the works, but in the meantime the band has come to satisfy our hunger for more with their new single, "User".

As we have come to expect from the band, they have taken their music in a new direction yet again here, taking the bright colors that they painted with on "The Abduction", and beating them into a weathered patina. The song twists modern pop in a perfect skewer, building everything off a pounding beat that flips a middle finger to slick production by reminding us that a real drummer pounding real drums will always have more groove, soul, and heaviness than a synth.

Arno's guitars color around the edges, using the blank spaces to great effect, while VK throws herself into her performance, as she always does. "User" is a slow burn, a song that invites you to join the band on the dark side. When you find yourself in that darkness, the light at the end of the tunnel is The Spider Accomplice.

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Album Review: Adrenaline Mob - We The People

This one could be fun.... to write.

Of all the side-projects and new bands that have come out in the last however many years, one of them has stood out from the pack as the weirdest, and worst, of them all. Originally featuring Russell Allen of Symphony X and Allen/Lande fame, along with Mike Portnoy of Dream Theater and Transatlantic fame, Adrenaline Mob was a brain-dead bro rock band that turned two forty-something prog legends into stuttering frat boys who still think it's amazing that the woman in the pen loses her clothes when you tip it upside down.

Portnoy wisely left the group after they got the three good songs out of their system, but the Mob continues on, killing brain cells of any who dare listen. And with this album's cover pointing toward a political bent, oh my could this be a disaster.

"King Of The Ring" opens the album up the only way it knows how, with a stomping two note riff and Russell barking in his worst tone of voice. Couple that with writing that leads to nothing resembling a catchy chorus, and you get a song that is a sad parody of Five Finger Death Punch, who are already one of the worst bands on the scene. Why these middle-aged men want to sound like people who likely think face tattoos are cool is one of life's great mysteries.

Mike Orlando is a talented guitarist, in the sense that he has the dexterity to shred solos when he wants to. He's not a particularly interesting rhythm player, which is the meat of a song, so he does the same thing most modern rock guitarists do by essentially turning their own band into the veggie-burger of music; a bland facsimile of something you might actually want.

But the brunt of the blame goes to Russell Allen, as always. Russell is one of the best singers in all of rock or metal. I mean that sincerely. His voice is astounding, when he decides to use it properly. Here, though, he displays yet again that he writes on the same level as a Michael Bay movie; making lots of noise is just as good as having something to say!

I don't fault Russell for not being a good songwriter. You don't have to be, but you have to be smart enough to know your strengths. If you can't write, you get someone to help you out. Adrenaline Mob doesn't have a single member who understands the rock part of hard rock. They're hard-headed, for sure, but they never rock. Rocking is about a lot more than having enough distortion on the guitars. It's an energy, an identity, and Adrenaline Mob fit it for concrete shoes.

Is "We The People" the worst album of the year? Well, that's hard to say. It's certainly a contender, and I penalize it highly for having people involved who should know better than to ever release it, let alone be proud of it. There are albums that have been more intolerable to sit through, but none where it was such an obvious facade of bro-hood that only makes the middle-aged men behind it look older and sadder. Adrenaline Mob is a mid-life crisis, and it doesn't seem to be ending anytime soon.

Album Review: Jorn - Life On Death Road

Jorn Lande is perhaps the ultimate case of "what if?..." He is, without a doubt, one of the handful of greatest metal singers in the world. Every time he makes an appearance on record,  he is the highlight, because his massive presence cannot be denied. Unfortunately, he hasn't been the best at selecting his projects and his songs, especially in his solo career. The albums that have come out under his own name have been largely mediocre, and not at all befitting his talent. But having come off an Allen/Lande album that featured many of his contributions, and the "Dracula: Swing Of Death" project that won Album Of The Year from me, along with a brand new band behind him, this is Jorn's best chance to finally make the album that has eluded him.

We got our first taste of the new direction Jorn is taking from the pre-release tracks "Man Of The 80s" and "Love Is The Remedy", which did show a shift in tone. Instead of pushing the metallic edge, Jorn has focused more on the records he grew up with, the heyday of 80s hard rock and heavy metal. "Man Of The 80s" is a mission statement for this album, although I wish the solid tune had been wrapped up with lyrics that weren't so clumsy. The other single is a better track, where the chunky riffs through the verses segue into an AOR chorus. It's actually surprising to hear Jorn be so restrained delivering the hook, but it's a really good song that finds the right approach.

The makeup of the band had me a bit worried about the outcome. Alessandro Del Vecchio is a great melodic rock writer, but his style didn't scream a fit for Jorn's voice, while Mat Sinner and Alex Beyrodt have never been part of anything I've found interesting. One thing that is true of Jorn's career is that he needs good writers around him to come up with magic, and this crew didn't seem to fit that bill.

After listening to the album, I would say my worries were somewhat well-founded. Jorn has gotten better as a writer, so this album is rock solid (aside from the poor cover art), but it falls into that band of stereotypical 'ok-ness' that I've always found Sinner and Primal Fear to inhabit. There's absolutely nothing wrong with anything on tap here, but there aren't any songs that scream out as future Jorn classics. This is an album that should be all about the big man and his big voice, but the melodies aren't the star here. They aren't strong enough to win me over all the time. In fact, I'd say there's more focus on the guitar solos at time, which is the completely wrong way of approaching Jorn's music.

It baffles me how this keeps happening. Jorn makes guest appearance on fantastic albums, then he has collaborative projects like the ones I mentioned earlier than are amazing, and when it comes time to put his own name on the line, the results never match up. Jorn is Jorn, so it's always a treat to listen to him do his thing, but there's no way I can say this album comes close to approaching "The Great Divide" or "Dracula: Swing Of Death" in terms of quality. Those albums were phenomenal, while this one is good.

But what I think I can say is that Jorn's consistency has improved to the point where this is one of his better, if not best, solo efforts. While I'm disappointed it doesn't live up to the lofty standards I had set for it, let's be clear that "Life On Death Road" is still a fine Jorn album. It's only real problem is that Jorn keeps doing even better work outside of his solo career. If you don't compare this album to that fact, Jorn's done just fine for himself here. I will certainly recommend this album, if only to hear the man do his thing.

Quick Take: Danzig - Black Laden Crown

Oh, how the mighty continue to fall. There are several records coming up in the next couple of weeks that feature once great bands or musicians who are currently embarrassing themselves (spoiler alert) that will get the full review treatment, and while I will be spending fewer words on Danzig, he is added to that pile.

Danzig was once one of the msot enigmatic and important men in rock. His early solo albums were hulking beasts of bluesy metal, the kind of music that crafted a legacy. But as time wore on, Danzig started to buy into his own image, and eventually he was left being a caricature of himself. That culminated in "Skeletons", a cover album that is legitimately one of the worst things I have ever heard, and it carries over into this record.

Look, Danzig was great. Was. His voice is absolutely shot now, and there isn't anything on this record that can save him from that pain. The songs are slow and tuneless, the mix is below even the quality someone can make with a laptop and a free recording program, and Danzig refuses to acknowledge his own age. He's too old to be putting on the act, but he keeps trying. I'd be willing to forgive him if he could make another "Lucifuge", but he can't. This record is a pale imitation of Danzig; it's like a bad cover band that tries to write their own material. Everything about this just isn't up to snuff. Sorry, Danzig, but you no longer wear that black laden crown.

Album Review: The Ferrymen - The Ferrymen

Ronnie Romero is the talk of the rock scene right now, since he was selected by Ritchie Blackmore to front the new incarnation of Rainbow. That has put a lot of attention on him, which I will admit I don't quite see. He is a good singer, sure, but the comparisons he has been getting to Ronnie James Dio don't ring true to me at all. And there's the fact that his band, Lords Of Black, haven't made a record I find at all interesting. Why, then, am I so excited about The Ferrymen? That would be because this is the first album in several years written by Magnus Karlsson that isn't a jukebox collection of singers, a way of doing things that all but guarantees I can't enjoy the entirety of a record. Magnus has written countless great songs, and one of my favorite metal records ever (Bob Catley's "Immortal"), so getting to hear him focused on one entity has massive potential.

The album's first track is the first taste we got of the project. "End Of The Road" is classic Karlsson, with chunky riffs, melodic lead guitar, and a hook that slays. It takes a real craftsman to be able to write metal like that, and when he's focused Karlsson is one of the best at it. The fact that he's made a career of tossing off albums like this as though they're nothing is a testament to his abilities. He's made several that would be career highlights for most every band, and several he were projects he never returned to.

Melodic metal, when done right, is the perfect form of music. When I think about what I love in music, it's two things; heavy guitars and huge melodies. That's what The Ferrymen deliver here. Magnus' riffs are simple, but they're plenty heavy to get the blood pumping. The cherry on top of that are the hooks, which are skyscrapers that few writers in any genre can match. In the metal world, it's really only Magnus and Tobias Sammet who have that kind of mastery.

This album also gives a better showcase for Ronnie Romero than anything he's had before. These songs are lively and engaging, which allows me to hear what it is about his voice that has captured the attention of so many. Is he Dio? Of course not. He's not at that level, nor is he as good as Jorn would be (a Magnus written Jorn album is one of my secret desires) here, but he's more than capable of giving these songs what they need. If Ronnie wants to make a name for himself now that he has the Rainbow gig, this project sounds to me like it would make that far more likely than Lords Of Black would.

At a certain point, it doesn't help to go track by track and say the same thing again and again. Let's boil it down like this; The Ferrymen is classic melodic metal like you don't get to hear very often. It's so well-written that it makes most metal these days sound amateurish by comparison. It's a huge sounding record of huge songs, one that could easily prove to be a favorite come the end of the year. "The Ferrymen" is one of the best metal records of the year, and another testament to the power of melodic metal.