Review by Felix on December 15, 2023.

The sinister punk thrashers of Violentor have never disappoint my exquisite taste. Four albums with some highlights like 'My Stomach Strong And Fit' form their back catalogue. Now they have opened the next chapter: Manifesto Di Odio lives up to its title. Okay, this is no surprise, because all of their previous albums would have done the same if they had get that title. In other words, Violentor haven’t modified their style. It is still a menacing and ominous sound that rumbles out of the speakers. The arrangements are simple, but not primitive and so we get nine easily accessible pieces of pure inclemency. Of course, the average velocity is pretty high and, better still, a typical trademark of the band returns: the constantly pumping, well audible bass. It gives the band an extra portion of power and I realize almost painfully how much we cannot enjoy when it comes to the thousands of metal albums where the bass guitar plays nearly no role at all.

'Senza Limite' is one of the song titles, but this must be a kind of joke, because Violentor seem to love their self-limitation. I do the same. Why? Well, it is no nice experience when the band has the dubious idea to break out of its scheme. This happens only one time on Manifesto Di Odio; 'Ballad Of The Free Spirits' is an extremely sick number. Pretty idiotic vocals meet dragging guitars which drive on a totally different street than they usually do in Violentor’s sound cosmos. In short, this piece sucks, even though it gives us new insights (“Italian girls are hard to f**k”, really? The cock of the lead singer also plays a role, wonderful!). But it is the only downer of this (too) short album which does not cross the 30 minutes mark. The other material sounds excellent. The opening title track, equipped with a brief theatrical intro, is a true monster. Highly aggressive and with a big dose of pressure, it rushes through the dodgy alleyways of run-down Italian streets on the hunt for new victims. Okay, an opening title track is always confronted with high expectations and therefore one might think that this brilliant beginning is just a matter of course. But Violentor immediately add the next briquette. 'La Paura Uccide' is another example for straight no-frills thrash punk, last but not least due to the great vocals which always have a hysterical undertone. It lends a touch of madness to the dominant malice. The massacre goes on during the next tracks and by the way, maybe “The Massacre” of The Exploited was an inspiration for Violentor or at least for Manifesto Di Odio.

One can enjoy this album or one can live a miserable life as an academic who thinks that music must be highly complicated, totally introvert or filled to the brim with different layers and aesthetic poetry. These blokes will go away empty-handed here. That’s cool, because I feel better when I know that only a circle of clever insiders enjoys these songs and the pretty dry and stripped down production. Finally, it is great that the uncompromising 'Tieni D’occhio La Tua Strada' and the other songs of the second half do not stand in the shadow of the first four tracks. Violentor are narrow-minded, antisocial and they have an affinity for brutality and effective riffs. Given this situation, I hope the recordings for the sixth full-length have already begun.

Rating: 8 out of 10