Venom
From the Very Depths...
Review by Mike Korn
Venom is eternal. Cronos has made his pact with Old Nick for eternal youth and he’s made the most of it. The band continues to churn out fast, sleazy biker metal at a reliable pace and at this point, there is little the band can do to surprise listeners short of becoming a country and western or rap band. Thankfully, that’s nothing you have to worry about on From the Very Depths…
The band continues in the vein of their previous effort Fallen Angels, but the quality of the production is noticeably fuller and richer here. Many would venture to say that good production ruins the inherent roughness of Venom, and I can see their point, but here I disagree. The sound is clear, yet still bestial, and it allows the improved talent of the band to stand out more. In particular, guitarist Rage has markedly upped his game, escaping the legendary shadow of Mantas and cutting loose with shredding solos left and right.
No one picks up Venom to hear freshness.Tthey listen to the band so they can raise the horns, drink whisky and praise Satan, though not necessarily in that order. From The Very Depths… still doesn’t touch their groundbreaking first three releases but it’s another fine addition to their diabolical field of work.
This review is available in book format (hardcover and paperback) in Music Street Journal: 2015 Volume 2 at lulu.com/strangesound.
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