Forbidden - Omega Wave
|
Published November 16 2010
|

*=Staff's pick
|
Alpha Century
Forsaken At The Gates
Overthrow
Adapt Or Die
Swine
Chatter
Dragging My Casket*
Hopenosis*
Immortal Wounds
Behind The Mask*
Inhuman Race
Omega Wave
|
Genre |
Thrash Metal |
Russ Anderson
|
Vocals
|
Tracks |
12 |
Craig Locicero
|
Guitar
|
Runningtime |
62 Min. |
Steve Smyth
|
Guitar
|
Label |
Nuclear
Blast |
Matt Camacho
|
Bass
|
Release |
25 October 2010 |
Mark Hernandez
|
Drums
|
Country |
USA |
-
|
Keyboard
|
Producer |
Tim Narducci/Craig Locicero |
|
|
Similar artists |
Testament,
Annihilator, Havok |
|
Forbidden, a late-comer to the Bay Area thrash scene,
was originally the baby of current Machine Head guitarist Rob Flynn.
Flynn would go on to join Vio-lence shortly after and would not play
on the band's debut, though three of his songs ended up on it. After
two strong albums, Forbidden began to go the way of fellow later-era
thrashers, and disintegrated with two unsuccessful '90s releases.
History lessons aside, Omega Wave has been touted as something
of a "comeback" record for the semi-obscure thrash act. Their
first album in thirteen years, the album purposefully makes a point
to recall its roots, complete with an album cover that homages the band's
first record, Forbidden Evil. To be candid, I have only listened to
the band's two original highly-regarded records and thus find it difficult
to judge if the band succeeds in actually "recalling" anything
or if they have just continued on the same stylistic path.
That being said, the album is certainly done in the Bay
Area vein, with musical elements that are characteristic of the first
two aforementioned albums, albeit with more melodic sensibilities. Russ
Anderson's voice seems to have lost some if its ability to hit the high
register notes with age, and finds itself in something of a generic
midrange that isn't quite aggressive enough to support the riffs nor
melodic enough to accentuate the reprieves.
Generic seems to be the word du jour for this album in
general. As with so many older thrash acts attempting to get in touch
with their roots - a sentiment that I certainly appreciate - the execution
leaves something to be desired in practice. All of the elements are
there, but the lack of youthful fire and a flat, digital production,
combined with over an hour of staying time really drains the life out
of this one.
Performance
|
Originality
|
Production
|
Vocals
|
Songwriting
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Summary
|
|