Listening to yet another new Metal Blade release, as I play, dying of laughter, I have to admit this total recollective Austrain Death Machine, the solo project of the Christian Metal-core mind of Tim Lambesis, is utterly brutal, and will terminate your senses, too.
Freely choosing to base the whole 'concept' on the favored "Guvnator" ("Gummy Bear Of Candycornia") of his native California - Arnold Alois Schwarzenegger -truly the Last Action Hero, is a novel concept, and an aspiring tribute to the glorious body count movies of the mid 80's/early 90's era. This is the raw deal, where the truth lies in commanding riffs, and searing solos which will endure until the end of days.
Tim is the sole songwriter and plays all instruments, even trumpet, while singing in a discernible tone. However, he did enlist the aid of J.P. Gericke on guitars, and Mike Catalano on cymbals to create a more concise sound. He pumps up the iron magnitude with the help of some killer switch guitar heroes like Adam Dutkiewicz and Jason Suecof, as well as his own fellow As I Lay Dying axeman: Nick Hipa
I'm not a fan of Tim's main act, not lyrically or musically; but the music on Total Brutal, is well-wriiten and really accomplished craftsmanship. Although Tim does claim he wrote the songs in only a few hours. The ribald hilarity mimicks the wit of S.O.D., especially with the cut: "What It's Like To Be A Singer At Band Practice". All the true hardcore New York vibes of street punk like Sick Of It All, Cro-Mags, and especially Agnostic Front reverberate; while the classic thrash feel of the Bay Area & New Jersey dugout meets Florida Death knell adequately endure. As a point of recognition, I had no idea this kid could play so damn cool!
Man, the running length of this CD is relatively short, replete with interstitials of Tim voicing the moaning barbarian. Ahhnold egregiously grunts and gruffs his trademark, "I'll Be Baaack!" banter in a Mike Judge meets Matt Stone & Trey Parker schizoid conversational duet. This only serves to enhance the red heat/white lightning mettle potentcy. Add to this, awesome Ed Repka cover art, and you have a raving, stay hungry predator power of pure persuasion.
Erasing any metal-core conditions, this Bru-totality of terror, entwines and suspends with despondent resolve. All of the songs don't sound the same, honestly, so all you junior moshers, get to the local choppa' mall, Best Buy, FYE, or Amazon, and buy or die... metal kidz, you just gotta' cop to it; otherwise, screw you buddy!
See also review of: Double Brutal