Super group? Nowadays that term can be found commonly applied to any outfit containing two or more outside musicians from the well-known bands they come from. Some of them turn out quite good, while others turn out quite mediocre. Neither was the case with DEATH's 1993 surprise.
Andy LaRocque, Gene Hoglan, Steve DiGiorgio, and Chuck Schuldiner. If you're any kind of knowledgeable fan, these four names will require no introduction. If you know nothing of the scene, still you should require none. My friends, this is THE super group. Each musician on hand - an experienced master, exceptionally executing their duties with extreme expertise, excellence, and exquisite marksmanship. Exclamation Point!
Hoglan's kit bellows and snaps throughout. Any of you wondering how a drummer should drum might want to start by taking a lesson from this. Next is a question of Mr. DiGiorgio's abilities. Well, not really… It kind of goes without saying how well-equipped the 4-string is in his hands, doesn't it. So, we know the rhythm-section is set to go, how about the front line? Not to worry. Chuck and Andy share guitar duties here. The rhythm lines keep you thrashing, while both of them pull off leads that can be explained with no other word aside from, orgasmic. Vocally, this is my favoured of all of Chuck's work. Not as much high-end as in later albums, and not as 'dumb' (for lack of a better term) sounding as trials previous.
Structurely, I.T.P. is by far DEATH's most technical effort. You'll witness a fusion of melody and destruction like never before heard. Well, with so much talent to showcase, that too goes without saying.
…In fact, this whole review goes without saying.