MetalBite Review by Tobias on 2/9/2001
When all you metal maniacs out there are done getting chainsaw earjobs from the likes of Hatebreed
and blister mongers Vader
, wind down with Judgement
Upon my initial listen to some of the tracks on this album, I was ready to start grinding my teeth, for I was looking forward to hearing some new and inventive higher evolution of metal. Judgement
doesn’t really qualify as metal. As the tracks played on, I was able to readjust my expectations of the music so that I might give it an even chance.
The record minds me of a band that while kicking aftermath ashes from a seldom trodden path has decided to raise from the dead the Master of Melancholy, Jeff Buckley
, to produce their homage to the casualties of the war they have left behind.
OK, that said, what I mean is: this is one really emotionally laden album riddled with grief and softer tones. Though the atmosphere provided may be Floyd
ian, I cannot concur with the many others who claim that this album is comparable to Wish You Were Here
. You can easily feel the emotion bleeding through Cavanaugh
's warm but grief stricken vocals.
This is an end-of-the-party album… or just a very personal one.
Though it is sure to instigate the fragile emotions of a 14 yr. old, causing him to place a black towel on his head and sob to himself in a ring of candles behind locked bedroom doors, Judgement
is not to be taken lightly. It is a well-crafted piece of smooth melancholy art.
Post-Script: I believe that album reviews should be made based on the content of an album, not the surrounding circumstances under which it was made. Nevertheless, I wish to offer my condolences to the Cavanaugh
s on the passing of their mother.