01. Magellan’s Expedition
02. The Battle of Cape Concern River
05. Underneath Blackened Banners
07. Seventh Rum of a Seventh Rum
08. Chew the Hook Hand that Feeds
09. Return to Tortuga
10. Come to Brazil
11. Picket Leg (Half III)
Remorselessly foolish as they’re, ALESTORM have been one of many largest attracts in European metallic for almost all of their 18-year existence. Singing solely in regards to the drunken, violent world of pirates has turned out to be the crowd-pleasing reward that retains on giving, with the Scottish band’s dogged devotion to dwell efficiency at all times there to again up the silliness. Admittedly, the jury’s nonetheless out on precisely how humorous we must be discovering frontman Christopher Bowes at this level, after the entire GLORYHAMMER misogyny / racism debacle, however his effusive apology no less than appeared honest, and “Seventh Rum of a Seventh Rum” is boisterous and celebratory in the very best method, offering a pointed reminder that ALESTORM have at all times been spreaders of wonderful, party-starting vibes.
The formulation stays the identical as ever, after all, however ALESTORM have at all times been extra musically creative and technically adept than their goofy collective persona suggests. The band’s seventh album actually makes use of people metallic and different melodically inclined strains as a place to begin, and snappy singalongs like “P.A.R.T.Y.” and fiery opener “Magellan’s Expedition” ship the identical type of irresistibly jaunty mosh pit fodder that followers have come to anticipate through the years.
However there may be extra to this band’s music than frantic jigs and boozy gang vocals. Epic and bombastic, “Underneath Blackened Banners” is genuinely stirring and maybe rather less tongue-in-cheek than the stormy norm. Darker hues and a extra rugged, thrash-tinged backdrop swimsuit ALESTORM completely properly, they usually pull off related methods on the possibly unpronounceable however infernally catchy “Magyarország”, and the strident, galloping “Return to Tortuga”. In the meantime, closing sea-shanty “Picket Leg (Half III)” is as sweetly melancholy as it’s preposterous.
As with 2020’s “Curse of the Crystal Coconut”, “Seventh Rum…” sounds magnificent, with thick, heavy guitar tones and a punchy crispness that, once more, belies its creators’ fame as gurning lightweights. However in the end, ALESTORM are a band that put smiles on faces whereas urging scowling metalheads to throw their beers within the air and dance like madmen. This time round, “Cannonball” takes the crown for sheer festival-friendly idiocy. Flagged prematurely as a tune that makes earlier, exalted obscenity-fest “Fucked With An Anchor” “sound tame”, it marries Bowes‘s most gleefully obnoxious lyrics up to now to a tune so catchy it might require a pre-emptory vaccine. Likewise, the title monitor is a manic blur of symphonic pomp and managed aggression that in some way wrings recent amusement out of ALESTORM‘s fixation with inebriated pirates, whereas “Come to Brazil” is a snotty, punk-metal two-minuter with absurd circle pit potential.
Resistance is ineffective. ALESTORM could also be ridiculous, however they’re so good at these things that struggling to keep up a straight face within the face of music this exuberant appears a pointless train. Very a lot a raucous precursor to their joyous dwell reveals, “Seventh Rum of a Seventh Rum” delivers loads of the glories anticipated, with stupidity and cla*** enjoying equal roles all through. Drink up, the get together’s beginning once more.