Dew Scented | ‘Icarus’
It seems like Dew Scented have been around forever. They are, to my mind, the very definition of a journeyman metal band.
The fact that I’ve seen them live twice in ten years and cannot summon a single memorable detail from either show pretty much correlates every prejudice I have against them and bands like them – they are simply never going to hit musical paydirt.
For about a minute or two after starting this latest anodyne album, things seemed positive. On the surface, their tight, rigid trash confirmed itself as incisive. The guitar riffwork is certainly pretty snappy.
Good speed, and everything. Nice chops. Reasonably frenetic.
Yet by track four there’s just nowhere left to go. It all, and I mean all sounds exactly the same. Near the end of the album you feel like you have to employ a carbon radiology scientist just to make sure you haven’t heard cloned copies of the last five songs twice over.
This isn’t how music, or indeed metal, should be. I cant hear actual vim or any kind of agenda in here anywhere. It is all process, all product. The absolute epitome of a band going through the motions.
Yes, they’re big “on the continent”. They will no doubt occupy the mid-levels of almost every festival you can name. But trust me. As an album, this is repetitious, for-the-sake-of-it, output. Nothing more.
‘Gleaming Like Silver’ perks up interest for a bit, with its ever so slight ‘Season In The Abyss’-era Slayer style, mashed with a bit of Soilwork and Aborted-isms. Needless to say, it’s nowhere near enough for anything above the most undemanding ear.
I’d forgotten that Dew Scented actually have a load of albums. You can imagine my total incredulity when a quick read over their bio points out that ALL THEIR ALBUMS START WITH THE SAME LETTER.
If that doesn’t set alarm bells ringing left right and centre, nothing will.
At least Icarus reached for the fucking sun to get his wings burnt.
And of course we’ll doubtless do this all again next year.
1.6 / 5 – Earl Grey ::: 15/07/12