MALEVOLENT CREATION hates me, at least this record does. You see, this is the third time I’ve started a review on it, utterly failing the two times before. So let’s all hope, for the sake of my sanity, that I won’t fail this time. I’ve now come to a point where I don’t care whether this review will make me look lazy and unprofessional; it simply got the best of me. Never have I hated an album of such quality as I do now.
God damn, the words simply won’t appear, this fucker is downright killing me. I hate you MALEVOLENT CREATION, I fucking hate you.
“Doomsday X” is a clean recording, there is no grit whatsoever. It would be stretching it a bit far calling it utterly polished, but I certainly wouldn’t mind if the guitars were heavier and the drums had a bit more stomp. Wow, I’m stuck again.
There is no way I can describe what’s to be found on “Doomsday X” in an enthusiastic manner, it just won’t stir up any emotions in me except for this feel of desolate nothingness. This wouldn’t be a problem if I wasn’t supposed to write a review on it. Not pointing any fingers here, just trying to come up with something useful to say. I’m failing.
MALEVOLENT CREATION is a professional bunch, they really are. It won’t redeem them though, as “Doomsday X” is way too formulaic for that to happen. And you needn’t even be a jaded cynic to take that stance, though it certainly helps. Every blast and riff is played with utter profession, yet the only thing that really impresses me here are the guitar solos. They are mighty good, though I kind of hate them too. You see, it would be much easier to write this review if it hadn’t been for them adding some unmistakable quality to it all.
All you need from this album is two songs, namely “Dawn Of Defeat” and “Prelude To Doomsday.”
I think I’ve found out why this review made me so frustrated, here is the reason. I’m starting to get sick and tired of Death Metal. Bear that in mind, and be sure to make up your own mind about it.
(Online September 12, 2007)