April 6, 2005

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Sepultura, Dante XXI
SPV USA Records, 2006

SPV forges ahead with its practice of ghouling up the remains of bands you’d thought you’d forgotten, hooking them up to spaghetti messes of IVs and kicking back to watch the schooling. In the past year or two their roster has seen Eric Burdon, Motorhead, Skinny Puppy, and now Brazilian thrash-crackers Sepultura, who were jaws-of-lifed from the wreckage of their Roadrunner contract, brought to SPV Mercy Hospital and given a chance to see what they had left. Sepultura’s output has improved geometrically since, despite the absence of singer Max Cavalera, and this one finds them still stubbornly refusing to drink the math-core Kool Aid, relying instead on all-pro death-metal velocity, Nuclear Assault riffing and rhino adrenaline. The band races through this fusillade as if they’d been dying to tell you about it, Derrick Green’s canine roar hopped on 28 Days Later gel-caps and Andreas Kisser’s perpetual-crescendo thrash guitars. Laugh and point as even grandma and Fido throw on their motheaten “Death to False Metal” tee shirts. B
— Eric W. Saeger


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