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Heavy Sentence | ‘Protector / Darkest Hour’


The joy that a 7″ can elicit is a thing of beauty, and it’s been that way for decades.

Having the space for about two songs means that it’s always got to be a case of killer over filler – no exceptions.

The art is another question, however.

As your eyes slide across the cover to this Manchester-based duo’s debut, abstract concepts like colour, perspective or accurate anatomy are discarded, while the electric aura of the heavy metal’s 80s heyday takes over.

As the label states, this is “for fans of leather jackets, motorcycles and clinched fists” exclusively.

Swinging

‘Protector’ comes out swinging, seemingly directly connected to the genre’s powerload.

A simple but extremely rocking main riff, packed with harmonics, a propellant lead section and the gravel throated calls of G. Howells nails the song.

Think Gotham City, a little touch of Priest, and maybe Motorhead at their gruffest.

With one Tim Orrocks handling all the instruments, and Howells behind the mic, it’s a serious mission statement.

Previously, this reviewer was only familiar with Orrocks from his drumming contribution to another Manchester band, Aggressive Perfector, and their excellent ‘Satan’s Heavy Metal’ demo from last year.

Wounded Pride

Flipping this pitch black artifact over though, and things are in a slightly more thoughtful state on ‘Darkest Hour’.

It starts with a mournful section of guitar, culminating in more of the same simple but highly effective riffing – before offering a wonderful little thrill that compliments the stone-carved misery of Howells.

A final section of duelling guitar sees things off, and the songs resolves itself with a kind of snappy, wounded pride.

So that’s it. There’s only two songs, and they’re both great – so it scores high. If it’s the only thing that Heavy Sentence ever gives us, it’s an artefact to enjoy for years nonetheless.

Clearly written in the style of 7″s that pushed power over a short period (Traitors Gate, Virtue, etc), there’s enough here to have you happily flipping this thing like an evil pancake. Now, let’s see about that album.

4.2 / 5 – Lorcan Archer ::: 26/05/17


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