Deathhammer
Phantom Knights
2010 Witches Brew
"We're gonna get F.U.B.A.R now." - Gabriel Cash (Kurt Russell), Tango & Cash, 1989.
Yeah, I'd have to agree. The short description of Deathhammer would be what might have happened if the original members of Slayer grew up in Norway and became devoted fanatics of Germany's Destruction. As is common with this new breed of thrash metal, the amount of enthusiasm is on a par with the debuts of the legendary old guard. Forget "maturity," forget "song crafting," forget "expanding your horizons" ... really, just forget anything except for putting together some songs that shred, rip, tear, mutilate, destroy and devastate. That's what Deathhammer have done here. Compare the earliest albums of virtually any band versus their most recent work, and chances are that you'll find there's an energy and vibe there that has since gone missing. That kind of feeling is present here in full force. Maybe it's being new in the scene, maybe it's youthful exuberance, or maybe it's just not caring about anything except for violent metal. Whatever the case may be, Deathhammer are on the right path and I doubt there's any plans to slow down or write a ballad. "Phantom Knights" is pure thrash metal to the core... dirty, ugly, in your face... everything that it is supposed to be without anything that it's not supposed to be. If metal is a drug, then this is the kind of high-grade shit that Scarface would be selling to his high end clients.
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