This song is such a delightful can of relentless whoop-ass. Since I’ve not been actively searching for new metal since the beginning of the year, it was pretty easy to ignore the slow but steady buzz Krallice has been building. But then I heard ‘Wretched Wisdom.’ Goddamn Vince McMahon, talk about laying the smackdown! There’s so much to like in here. Pitchfork and Geekdown have great album reviews if you wanna get a better feel for the nuances that make Krallice really great. To an amateurish metal enthusiast like me, it just sounds great (Hey! metal nOObs are people too, ok?)
Just a quick warning note on the vocals by Mick Barr. Its..well..See yknow how metal has these typical, throaty ‘arrrrg-I’m-gonna-stab-you-in-your-face-and-bathe-in-your-blood’ shrieks? And then there’s the guttural ‘Listen-as-my-hungry-belllly-speaks-to-you-infidel’ growl? Nothing wrong with those per se, but the vocals on this record are on some other shit. It actually sounds like you’re overhearing a torture victim escape from captivity, making a run for their life in deserted landscape. Come to think of it, Barr’s vocals sound like its being chased by the ‘arrrrg-I'm-gonna-stab-you-in-your-face-and-bathe-in-your-blood’ shriek. It’s a hopeless is-anybody-out-there cry. Mangled devastation, yasmellme? No?
KK. Remember that weird scene in Casino Royale, where the arch villain is torturing James Bond by whipping some slingshot thingamajig at his balls? And how Bond’s all crazy-cool about it? Well if I were Bond in that situation, I would definitely be screaming like Barr.
Shit, guess I’m not really selling this review well, am I? Guess you'll have to listen to the track for yourself.